Starting Anew

i touch my chin
and scratch my cheek
there is something
a thought that
keeps recurring with a note
of an old piano
music
i am trying to remember it
but i can't

it is about our love, i suppose,
it was nice,
but i must, i decide, bury the note
in the deep silence
of the sea

i am making new tracks
on the shore
i am passing a river