five hundred

how do you get dead bugs in your lamp?
i dunno how they get in there, drawn
to the light, the heat. their sin the sun
they imagine is behind the glass.
i forgot it's friday, in a sunday mood.
met this bookstore today, it's awesome quirky
full of potential and small town draw.
lolita, steadman & hunter s. on the wall,
fresh ground beans and tea at the counter.
chairs and tables to sit at. the shelves climb
walls, a metal ladder leaning, red, just so
stories, first edition, on the glass. you might
find the kind of weird book you wouldn't think
could get itself into this part of the world
but there is a small college here you know
and the laughing sky is the kind of place
such things congregate.