Trials and Tribulations of Learning Keyboard

 

Hands discover their own grammar. The thumb grows ambitious. The fourth finger sulks. Tendons tighten and loosen in quick weather. Sweat pearls at the wrist. A wrong note flowers, metallic and bright, then collapses into a bruise of resonance. The room listens. The radiator ticks approval. Outside, a crow hops along a wire and cocks its head as if counting. The body learns through bruises that glow. Every stumble writes a small hieroglyph in the nerves, a secret alphabet of effort.