Novelists and Nobodies

Novelists and Nobodies Ah, now this my domain, the library Where cultures collide. Men of leisure reeking from their latest dumpster dive mingling with men in leisure suits studiously swimming in their work. And me, in my disguise? I'm hidden between both, Like bookends. Where else can a man of my means In my situation loiter all day and still look poignant - Though I've really no place to go. Like the man from the street and the man incomplete, I am simply another book on a shelf waiting to be read. R. Biffany '09