lost thing

i think i remember how this works
bikini, towel,
a pair of flip flops,
sunscreen,
a skimpy summer dress

i think i remember how this goes
striving to find the right words
to put my thoughts in order

my black notebook has been left alone for such a long time
that i am not sure i can take it up again
open your heart
throw it on to the blank page


there's a place where all lost things are found