What if the keys on the type pad
Are like the keys on a piano.
If I were any good at the piano
Living is a terrible waste
A terrible waste of the brain
of culture,
of style,
curating,
cultivating,
previous decades…centuries.
Waste of silk,
of gloves,
leather,
brocade,
embalming,
mid-life dancing
dogs,
furs,
candlesticks,
No girl wants to marry a doctor who can’t tell if a man’s dead or not.
America is stupid,
Life without the fear of the macabre.
