A Single Key

A stomach bellow from Louie’s arm

An encore galore

Strings, trumpets

A voice robotic

Passed metal containers

My pain, your pain

Into the next voice

Piercing through

Of cotton and tears

An angel sitting on the window

The color contrast

Coal choked strong

He sings, gliding softly

The keys start

She follows, guiding strongly

Holding his own

In the presence of an Angel

She has to sing it twice

Stressing peace to a summertime baby