Poem 34

missing the library, missing W

Toes in the Water
We play hide and seek in seats
we share with strangers.
With you hiding and me
Seeking. Sought truth but
Only found more
Questions. The well is
Endless and the well informed
Tread water in the wake of inspiration.
This filling cup twice its necessity
Breeches the shore in all
Directions. Come find me where
Books smell of fingertips and
Sleeping hoards lay vulnerable,
Heaped upon borrowed furniture. 

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