Hammer and felt
Against metallic strings
The living breathing dead wood
Sighs.
It has a slightly uneven temperament.
Growl and undertones from the bottom
Sweet pink ribbon on top.

It changes with the humidity.
Or the way you wear your hair.

Is a piano ever in tune?

Never. Or always.

The observer can only know the relative pitch.
Not its exact vibration.
Not the exact point of this tangent.

It’s all an average anyway.

There are 12 keys to play across.
And 7 modes to use
And each one will be off somewhere.
A sacrifice so none of them are off.
And we get used to hearing it this way.
Habituation is why the violin always sounds out of tune.
And why your voice has shades.
These things with no boundaries.

And we are fooled into chasing the standard someone else set.