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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