I’m getting a new book case and today
I curled up on the floor
almost in childs pose, but reading
old poetry books.
I’ve been trying to read more,
books I mean. I read words all the time.
I read worlds of words. All the time.
I found a library downstairs, didn’t know it was there.
We stopped and looked at the books,
I’ll get that one for you. I have some
I put my card in the back and a sticker on another.
I love the book exchange, and
that shine of inspiration