A picture found in the old trash heap.  A mother and child quietly peruse it together.  Little girl or perhaps boy, hard to tell beneath the dirty uniform and still dirtier skin and hair asked,  Momma, what is that?    That’s a piano dear, you knew that. …

Forest Piano I hear a haunting melody In the forest moving from tree to tree Winter, Summer, Spring or Fall, This song is not so strange at all It plays in nature’s harmony A piano tune just flying free   I hope someday to find…

Fake striving for authenticity but feeling like a mannequin randomly found in the middle of the woods banging out a song with no audience and with no legs to run away