a lament for middle c

a lament for middle c you once sat at the piano and played soft melodies and i listened carefully to your fingers pressing your love into my life even as i realised that the piano was badly out of tune when we were young and green and ran wild we travelled across the country on a journey to nowhere because you said you had not been there before and i remember wondering if nowhere was the very place i hoped i was leaving for the longest time we hung our dreams across the nights like stars pegged to a clothes line and when those dreams dried to crisp disappointments and there was nothing left to do we married and made accidental babies Copyright © Kennedy James, 2010. All rights reserved.