i left my pen at home today,
0.50 millimeter muji.
laying idle on my table
with so much potential.
today it’s my birthday.
i’m going on a day trip,
a new country.
i need pen today.
i need a new pen today.
in this country
there’s no muji.
in this country
everything is closed today.
today, it’s hard to find a pen!
today, there are places in the world
that
don’t have many pens,
even pen stores.
today,
the young restaurant boy
searched minutes to find me a BIC.
i’ve never loved a BIC so much.
the blue color flowed beautifully.
i looked and saw the life of that pen,
also nearing its end,
had seen so many orders in its life.
i thought about how we treat pens.
i found myself feeling happy in places
where objects
are admired and desired.
a place where a pen has work to do.
where a pen is absolutely necessary.
maybe,
one day, i want to be a pen,
a pen in a nice place.
ππΆββοΈποΈ
4. March 2026
Colonia del Sacramento, Uruguay




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