A Book Writes Me

A Book Writes Me

A Poem by Miss B Gotten

the scent of elder knowing in musty pages 
and commiseration bound in tanned leather 
the temptation to abscond 
to an affair of the mind 

every time I crack your spine 
I crack a smile- the moxie 
greedily coveting your cover panels 
lonely hands filled with familiar locution 

your linguistic mantras hold me tenderly 
as I immerse myself in dog-eared hypnosis 
forget and forsake the nefarious reality 
and push out the interloping anxiety 

retreat to reverie 
take me anywhere- 
           The Escapist

© 2014 Miss B Gotten


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Added on January 15, 2014
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Tags: book, reading, library, escape, escapism

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Miss B Gotten
Miss B Gotten

Des Moines, IA



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