it begins with a look, a look for a book
the crisp pages stiff like starched linen
and comfort that broils in your heart but won’t overcook
perfumed with the breath of loose women
this is the day you find out how to
and unloosen yourself
just really plough through
and make a bed out of a shelf
the sandwich man may have five fingers for a foot-long
but the library’s got five thinkers that will make you question right and wrong
next is the unfasten, the unzip, the dramatic grip
the suspense is naughty, will you get caught?
let your inhibitions go overseas on an ego trip
you need to unwind, do you not?
some do it fast, some do it slow, some do it better if they’re italian
but you must do it, do it, do it to know
that those chains on her glasses are her code for “I SEEK A STALLION”
quick, conjure a face, you can direct the show
if the pages stick once they will stick twice
now are you pleased with yourself? was reading nice?