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(For Tom O. and Kurt V.)
Play me like a player piano
roll me from the corners
of your dark and dusty shadows
Like a player piano,
I sit useless
most of the time
The bar gets darker
it sw*llows up the scarlet
The barkeep looking thin
We sit together
until only the piano
of the player remains
Tell me why you won keep it
Tie me up in a shoe-string box
She don keep it if
she don need it
Get me out of the deep end
my legs are dangling over the roof
The room gets brighter
when I can see inside her
when I can turn the switch
But she so together
I can do the damage and
she can manage the flames