The Fires of Heaven- we hardly knew ye...

Jun 22, 2006 22:00

I miss my book.

There's something unnerving
About losing a book.
I was halfway through,
enjoying intensely
But I put it down
When I was drunk on the train
And walked away not knowing.
It could still be there,
All lost and alone
Or some bastard's stolen it
And my bookmark too.
I'll miss that book
And the bookmark as well;
It's like losing a child.
Guess I'll have to buy another copy tomorrow.
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