Why Does a Book of Poetry Exists

forgetfulness I went to the biggest bookstore in this city to soothe the sadness back and forth for about an hour once or twice a day then, a collection of poems caught my eye ugly red flowers, gloomy seagulls with no shape seas surrounding them A fairly famous and respected female poet with quality I didn't have enough money in my pocket, so I thought with it a few times before returning I finally decided not to think about the future anymore And I started looking through the books of poetry I couldn't find it in the shabby, smallest poetry section of the bookstore. No one could have bought it been there for years I gave up because of my headache I came home and sat at my desk Just remembered the cover of that and I made a poem with a peaceful mind and I fixed up the books in small shelf under the desk I discovered I had already bought it Not for sale, to be read.