A Lion in the Reading Room
Nobody bothers to look when I crack open a beer.
They should. It is, after all,
a student library.
I’m here to gain some knowledge,
a celebratory feeling
better than fretting because
I’ve already flunked out
and tasted walking in straight lines.
Beer though, that’s a source
of inspiration abused
outside of academia;
the DNA to the pillars of libraries.
It takes courage to do what you love.
And so I do.