anything important. maybe just the music.
that a piano that grows in humans.
(sometimes when you expect the piano is silent. do not know how to huddle moments in absences)

Nothing happens sometimes important. are for days
full years in which we pretend in the shadows.

and what we can understand from this

Look I can understand shadow. not darkness.
I can dance naked in the attic among the generations of old toys children
Can I come home a thousand times a day to make love with love
do not let it fall apart in court bring with me and eat it as a stray orange
I can do amazing things to build a house in heaven to move in her desire to fly and even your own flight
to sleep in a wing however fragile
can you take me like a roller coaster until  you become achild incandescent or poultry

but do not understand the darkness. or cold. not understand loneliness. no.