The Pianist

See fingers dance on the black and whites,

Like ten tiny magicians each performing
separate magic tricks, combining as one ultimate force.
Watch feet tap the pedals flawlessly,
Such exquisite workmanship never seen before.
Feel the body, twitching and convulsing,
half raised off the stool.
Eager to move, to be lost in the music, one
small molecule of life in a deep abyss of sound.
Then look - at the face, eyes closed, dark
hair wild and untamed, sweat dripping from
every pore.
The intense concentration.
A man in another world, a world of
catastrophic cacophonies and superlative sound.
Experience the work of a prodigious mad man.
This is...
The Pianist