Someone's Playing Guitar In The Living Room Poem by Raj Dronamraju

Someone's playing guitar in the living room
It comes in and out of hearing
Like sputtering mind engine, triggering and engaging but missing the sequence

The disembodied discordant sounds are an inadvertent reminder
Bring to mind a woman who had that LA look
Beady eyes, the desire of a petty criminal, the lust of a pickpocket

In fact, the guitar needs to be tuned each time it is played
The notes are long and tear the atmosphere open with chalkboard fingernails
They disenfranchise idiot children, announce slow arriving vampire technology

Much harder to play steel strings than nylon strings
Nylon strings have a warmer less metallic sound
If you use steel strings on a nylon string guitar, you will damage the instrument