Thursday, April 19, 2012

The lost art of reading

reading a book, feeling the texture of the pages
against your dry skin, your curse when the salad dressing
spilled across page 110, soaking through to page 112,
sacrilege to damage a book, even your own
with the tea stain on the front cover, your scrawled
name inside so no one steals this wonder of wonder,
a book.

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