Maximilian Schlechtinger

I forgot my notebook

I forgot my notebook

Once, I did not bring my notebook.
Dreadful occasion
Trapped in people and their nasty
misconceptions of this world
I was left to harken
I felt the misery and the absence
Like my soul was left behind
The ink I have in mind
The colour on my fingertips
Left to be
To dwell
To stay put
I forgot my notebook
It was merely left behind
I missed it. Immensely


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