I gave him the loose key of E with my old keyboard
wishing him as productive a use as I had with
both my antique computer and its damaged keyboard.
Should I have told him the magic of the loose-E key?
Surely he will follow it as I have, fitting it
to every locked door it could possibly open.
E Major gave me Wagner leading to Haydn and
Bach—pun intended—to bells in London’s Clock Tower
once before Big Ben’s tuning—and on and on again.
E Flat gave me Beethoven in his Heroic time
and Strauss, Bruckner, Mozart and Mahler—brassy, sultry
and smooth—trombone’s favorite in symphony and blues.
Oh, I had rambling on my mind—the nineteen thirties’
blues tradition and the twenty teens alternative—
musical keys of E and ee-ee-ee of keys too
Shoes too big to wear and shoes too small, keys that fit no
locks at all, fingertip access and professional
golf, psychoanalysis too and video art
I gave him the loose-E key with possibility
of practical productivity and magical
connectivity, wishing him more than he foresees.
Posted for my prompt
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