music fingers

I'm melting
into the chair
forearms
sinking
into the desk
fingers
pulling
at the nerves
in my forearms
legs
heavy
in the seat.

I'm sinking
into the chair
and my neck
can barely
hold my
head
and my head
can barely
hold my
eyes
and my eyes
can barely
save my
eyelids
from

falling
down.

but my ears
are full of music
and so
my eyes
continue to see
and my mind
continues to dream
and my fingers
on the keyboard
continue
to support

me.