four or fourteen

Christie has her fingers on the keys
black and white
whichever ones she could squeeze
harder and harder until one of them says please
she hung with masks of women, boys, and men
painting them originally on cloth
and doing them over and over again
like a dancer with an injury to her toe
she practiced with her music
until she didn't know which way to go
and she came back into my life
like a thin handled two bladed knife
cutting right into my heart
and i never could figure if this was just a new start
or would we always remain apart
she was known to be in love with three
and i felt no special sympathy
or was it four or fourteen
since the last time she was seen
Christie has her fingers on the keys
black and white
whichever ones she could squeeze
harder and harder until one of them says please