TT the EB

[poltergasm]

everytime I flip open my cellphone
there she is. her ass, anyway.
snapped as she dressed for our big night out.
she hates the picture. says,
"it looks so big." which is the whole point,
to my mind.

half of her waking hours are spent with books.
reading sometimes, shelving mostly. every now and then,
she gets to fire someone.
which are the worst days. which are the days she
comes home and turns on the TV.
"no books tonight," she says, even if
the kid deserved to be fired.
fucking teenagers.

I show her
her ass,
say it's worth any stack of first editions.
"even Watership Down?" she asks,
knowing I love those rabbits so much.
"even Watership Down" I say.
and it's true.

truth is, she's an encyclopedia,
and she'll let you pick any letter,
let you start at any point.
if you'll just start, that is.
for chrissakes.
start learning already.