Do you remember what you
wanted to remember long ago
better than, for instance, a hotel room?
Because you want to remember
where you can no longer go,
you start in a hotel.
Where is the bed
when you open the door to the bathroom
and do you see a bath?
You do not remember enough
to refurnish the room
and the rest of the hotel around it.
You are still home,
the place you want to be when you can't remember anything else,
not in a hotel room
where it is dark outside,
almost nothing to see through the window,
but you still want to go out for a little walk,
because you don't want to spend even that one night there,
but maybe it will be easier
afterwards.
Is it one of the hotels
that are like it is already long ago?
Your lord memory
is at the reception desk,
and yes, there is always a room free for you
even if you only arrive late at night,
but you have to take all your stuff to the next room yourself
if someone else arrives.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem