Rachmaninoff winds reel-to-reel,
Opus 1, First Piano Concerto-
chords dip from atop my desk,
slide down its veneered cheeks
to swim in shadow around my feet.

I sit, hands above a keyboard,
fingers poised to tap the notes-
precision strikes each letter
as though this balanced type
could arrange my words in unbound sheets

and bestow me the name composer.

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