Kit Kelen #627 - in a library

627

in a library

all sorts of

stairs lead up

lead down through

of course a magic forest

a factory for rhymes

walls and ways through

there isn't a blank page

but the snow hut is waiting

is it an empire or a ship at sea?

just the idea gone mad?

there's the left hand of the thing

reverent nod, old faded facts

there are some books you can see right through

I hope that every day there are more

there's book under book and a shelf above

I have been fired out of a cannon

and the clock folded in around

I came to be the question

all the answers have to be

what a weight!

what struggles!

what a price they pay!

I borrow as much as I can

now and then succumb to sleep

you can only read so much into things

we look for everything in here

for a way ahead

for love

how small a place it is when we vanish

how little we are to go

in these books

carry me

further and always further

to where

I have to be finding

my home