YOU JUST HAVE TO START

after a month of not writing, this showed up today

You are still

starting. It doesn’t

matter yet.

Close your eyes,

with one finger

make two uncertain lines

from top to bottom

or bottom to top

now let it take

the shape of the song

you hum yourself

to sleep. Start high

swing low, go left, right

down, up, everywhere

there is room for more

green, pale

as sunlit slender

breaking waves

two blues, you choose,

a little white

hold on now,

it begins

to be

itself

Okay, time for the red apples