in a time
where there feels
like there is no time
literature is peace
even if it is rifling on about wars
and showing that the tragedies that have come
to the monkey business of the present
swung before
right into the stomach
spitting out slippery words
that need to be reinterpreted
by the greatest minds bleeding over
the greatest minds
who by writing
by raising themselves among the limp letters
created everything in books
because in books there was everything
and more
which you know does not make sense
revolting reason
yet here it is still
begging you to try to spend some time
with it
reading reading reading reading reading
until you are read in parts
and apart from you
*
libraries are made by civilization
for they make civilization made
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