This happens to me often
And then I go outside to “get inspired”
And i swear I write the best stuff when I’m running or riding my bike
But because I’m too lazy to stop and type it down I tell myself “I’m going to remember this two lines”
Only to return home and forget forever of whatever I was supposed to write
And then
(Maybe trying to console myself)
Think:
Is it that the best poem is to live?
Or that whatever I was going to say is inconsequential and didn’t matter on the great scheme of things

I don’t really think much about that
But I want to believe that the best poem is to live
And everything is consequential