61 years later

whenever there is a news story

that states a borrowed book back late

is returned to the library

after a number of years has passed

my boyfriend raises his eyebrows at me –

looking up from his crossword puzzle

and i turn my head – to look at the towering pile of

library books – teetering on the edge of a cabinet

mixed in with my TBR books purchased elsewhere

which i covert and have renewed

three or four times

‘are you ever going to read them, or will it be years?’ my boyfriend asks.

‘i have read them,’ i protest, muttering under my breath, ‘a few of them anyway, and I will take them back, one day,’  

Meh, not too sure about this one. I think it needs more work. I wrote another poem about ToBeRead piles, which you can read here TBR and the inspiration for the poem can be read in a news article here

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