Library

I walk between two marble lions
reported to roar when a virgin passes
between at midnight of the full moon
(I have no reason to approach at twelve)

My favorite smell discovered
between yellowed pages of books
I crack, careful not to break bindings
(I have no reason to skip sidewalk cracks)

Miss Penelope saves new releases
she knows I will devour like candy
Francie savored on the fire escape
(I have no reason to suffer starvation)

-Elizabeth Beck