What would it be like
to live in a library
of melted books.
With sentences streaming over the floor
and all the punctuation
settled to the bottom as a residue.
It would be confusing.
Unforgivable.
A great adventure.
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O foot, O leg, O (I’m done for) those thighs, O buttocks, O bush, O flanks,
O shoulders, O breasts, O delicate neck, O hands, O (madness!)those eyes,
O wickedly skillful walk, O fabulous kisses, O (slay me!) her speech.
-From The epigrams of Philodemos, translation and and commentary by David Sider.