20 years minus a revelation

Brown lacquer finish
with smudges and handprints.
My guitar.

Worn frets dirty
and old strings out of tune
My father's.

Sweet sounds aloud
played with care and love
My aspirations.

Slammed door shut
keep the world outside
My studio.

Sweet sorrow played
lungs fill with air and exhale
My regret.

Warm sleepless nights
Mind and eyes kept on hourly watch
My shame.

Long lasting music
Songs in the shower sung unconscious
My redemption.