i don't know
why he calls himself
'fat'
being kinda thin,  
black,
bright and joyful
like the few of those
that I've met before
and
he adores
the humanized sound
of duduk
and
he has a piano tattoo
drawn all over
his neck
with black
and white keys
tied with too sensitive strings
covered
by his flesh
keys
reaching
straight to his brain
vibrating the bursting
sound
from inside
every time I try to find
the right key of his own tune
on an instrument
i’ve always wished
to play like a pro.