but then again i've been slamming on the keys
for the better part of the hour
so perhaps it was me who got it drunk.
i don't know who they want me to sound like
and i do know that i shouldn't care
but i'd be lying if i said i didn't.
my hands make better music when they're
flailing about over my head anyway.
the piano has been drinking...
perhaps it was me who got it drunk...
[this was inspired by a line/prompt i saw posted in another poetry community, "the piano has been drinking." i'm not sure where the original line comes from but i liked the sound of the line and wrote this piece off of that. it's nothing special, but it's certainly how i feel sometimes. i'll get better at these inspired/prompt pieces as i go along, i hope. x]