Watching

you live
is like

watching

a piano

fall

in

slow

motion
.

and when it halts the wood won't wait

and wood doesn't infer the correct place to stop
and messages sent from the floor are so much slower than messages from the sky
and top heavy becomes bottom heavy too soon
and guts spill before support is called

before strings play, let's talk:

before hammers land, answer me this:
before you bye-byed the piano over the edge, didn't you realise?
Before you realise, chords will dissolve
before my eyes, keys drill

but never mind

so many drop pianos
and they all turn out okay, don't they?
Just close your eyes
before it lands