Broken Keys

I practice scales on rusted pianos

Frowning at the discord
Our harmony turning out of tune melody
Broken keys kissing
Hammers made from the weight of our words
 
Playing back memories like drunken jazz men
We choke back cigarette smoke happiness
Chase our pride with cognac
I wonder if you remember what love sounds like

Baby they are playing our song

I used to make your heart skip a beat
But I wasn't much of a drummer anyway
So I sit at this broken piano
Trying to read sheet music

I ain't shit

We fade to nothing
I want to stand on sustain pedals and let us linger
Night air turning single high note

Treble clef kisses

Me turning into that bass line that carried you
Grace notes down your spine
It’s been so long since I tickled your ivory
I miss making you sing

So I sit here at this broken piano

My memory failing my finger tips
I can't touch you right anymore
We only make obnoxious noise
What happened to acoustic love-making

I'm not playing with you

Hearts are stuck in forgotten finger traps
Trying to press the chords that give us life again
Your church organ words were once something holy

They have become blasphemous goodbyes

I play an off key accompaniment
On what is left of our love
Praying those last lingering memories play in tune
They do not