the real purpose of shelving

it makes you think of every book you own.

why?

why isn't this a book i sell/throw away.

maybe you're not like me, but when i go to an apartment (or house, should i be so lucky). the first thing i look at is the books.

used to look behind the mirror in the bathroom, rooting for medications. thought that was the pigeon hole. then found too many behind my own and thought about what they say. rather shallow, really.)

and bookcases say so much more.

so, i was once in the waiting room of a rather expensive complex in chicago land, rather near the lake, and rather near the mag mile. and in the loby books everywhere. but not like you'd expect. covering everything. from the trash pot boilers that may have never been catalogued to things that you've never seen or read about. and the porter cxomes up to you and says, "you know, your're the first person to look at these books. they're decoration."

and you're no, like, it's an archive.

and you know you've been studying too long.