Writing with one hand is a ball ache

 

Having a broken wrist is boring

 

And scary and painful

Play the keys like a guitar

Feel the broken bone

Float in jelly twisting sinews 

Lean forward over fat bloated belly

Listen the rain streams from passing cars

Intemperate make shift pain relief

Simple piano house bound

Wet broken summer already

Ended but it keeps on coming

Difficulty like the guy

Who faked it around the world

Looking down as the last bubbles rise up.