elucidate

the same song serenades us
on a broken player piano
as we wait for an epiphany
to elucidate what it was before
and make whole the chords
that jangle like the grin
of a jagged singer smile
filled with aged gaps
and holes on a tattered roll
so we create the harmonies
in our heads to make a tune
out of what might have been
or what might be
a mangled rendering
of Clair de Lune