(20 minute poetry)




There's a mite more than words in a book if you look,
there is a world
hiding
in every line

to study, make buddies of paragraphs and phrases that lend you a new view, be it fiction or fact
is one of this life's
greatest pleasures.

It's artistry to be able to recount what is true and with the same pen tell fables to me and to you,

but Arthur's round table aside
in every book there's a place
you can hide
yourself
find yourself and
see others the way others may see.

If karma exists and will be
I hope to come back as a
book in a library
to be loaned out and read

This could be being dead,
but I don't think so.