Where do I start?
I cannot
I feel like a sheet of unfinished music
A lost composition
Strings of meaning floating
Searching for harmony
It is never found
It is never heard
There is no final note
Nothing begins
Nothing ends
Nothing begins
Nothing ends
There simply is
And if I found it
If I held that last note
Like a breath
Like a key to home
I’d find there
On the other side
A door to(o)