A Good Book

A book by any other name would be less favourable to me. Why? For I am in dire need of a good book. I crave it like nicotine times ten. I imagine reading a page and being literally transfigured with delight. Physically, emotionally, spiritually, sensuously the good book feeds me like no other. Afterwards, I am spent. Afterwards, after I have replaced it into one of my bookshelves I stare at the spine and wonder what it was that made it such a good book. I look along the shelves and spines and remember other good books. My heart picks up the beat and the pulse in my neck gurgles with the memories of the pleasure of all those good books.

 

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