Thursday 5 March 2009

The piano players daughter 5


The day you left me is etched on my mind, no stuck in my mind like an axe. The phone your voice. Thud. You are gone. I will never hear your voice nor the sound of your eyes as they guide me to be who you want. Never hear the apartment filled with your symphonies.
You finally left me just like I knew you would. But then you were never realy here. You were allways with her.
I used to talk to you in my mind when you first went. Just like I always did. But now I am silent again.

I still hear your music drifting
out of a passing cafe.
Ssometimes I see you on a walkway
Goodbye daddy

The piano players daughter 4

Golden golden days. You are golden I am golden. The sun. My body on the warm sand. What joy.A whole day spent with you. You can not escape to your real love you are mine for a whole day. Take me to the edge of the sea where the warm foamy water tickles my toes and wet sand stays on my feet like a shoe.I love you. Cant you see. Give it to me give me your love.

He is gone to another shore in his mind.

Why didnt you teach me the piano? My hands were made to love it. Each key is me. When you play each sound is in my head. But the piano is yours alone, as is its mystery. I can not make it be my slave like you can.

I cant play the flight of the bumble bee.
But you can play it for me

Today will soon be over and she will lure you again.I will be forgotten to the bottom of the pile like yesterdays music sheet. I wish these golden days would last.

The piano players daughter 3


Rain on window.
Misty images of you.
When you come home I will run to see you
but I will feel alone

How many keys are there on a piano? 88. You didnt tell me that because you dont tell me that kind of thing. I know because I count them everytime you play. I count them with my fingers when you are not around. Mostly I count them after the heat of your fingers have left them to me. Do you have to go out tonight daddy? I miss you so much. Rain on window slam the door droplets trickle down with the vibration of your leaving. My heart is pounding incase you dont return and then I will no longer be the piano players daughter. I will be no one at all.
My mind has become like the mist on the window. Blurred images of my life.

Dont bring anyone home
tonight daddy
I want to be alone.

They leave as they came. With their not my fault faces.Lips fresh from their wives and stolen on mine.But I am not here when they are and im still not here when they leave.

The Piano Players Daughter 2

Smoke filled bars and shadey rooms. You hold my hand roughly and drag me along the corridor. They know my name here. Are you the piano players daughter?Thats my name. Blank and simple and without complexity just how I like it. Then I can dissapear into the name and become annonymous. You cant see me. You dont see me.
You kiss me with your wiskery smile.I smell on you that smell which is imprinted on the cotton sheets of my mind. Left on the pillow where my head still lies.Daddy of mine. I follow you in a thousand places but I still cant find you.
A thousand men will see my face I am the gift you give them. To pay for your debts. I hope that you will win. But you never do.They lay money on my eyes for fun.The coins fall of like the sweat on their bodies. Gasping and panting and crying a name that is not mine. Because I am the piano players daughter.You can take my body but not my mind. Please dont take my mind. So I leave it in a place they cant find it. Locked up in a thousand corridors like this. Goodbye my love.

The Piano Players Daughter 1

His long fingers caressed the keyboard
But they never caressed me
Only innapropriately

How can I tell you how much I loved him. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. With his black suit and tux. My stomach hurts I shouldnt be telling must stop now. No tell tell them. Write a story be anon.com.Oh dont make me tell them.
Her little voice falters when she speaks. He makes her lick the piano keys. Did you know piano keys taste.When I am alone with him he never speaks to me. He teaches me to communicate without words. Using eye contact I will know what to do at each given moment. He tries to tell me its a game, so I pretend I believe him. Im a mute. When we are in public he uses our special sign language. I am very well behaved. But you cant control me completely. You dont know my thoughts. One day I will be free.