Prostituting books
at the book motel; checked out; checked in— for a day, for a month, or for longer, becoming kept creatures, loved casually, or simply used. We are the book pimps— procuring them in colorful wrappers, which we strip off for display. We touch them up, restoring or concealing the ravages of age; and then deliver them over to heated minds, to sate their lust for learning. We keep them, make them pretty, |
jealously record
their comings and goings, until their freshness fades, and they are no longer needed, or wanted, or the tastes of their users turn to newer, cleaner, more glittery specimens— online, wired, and hot for fun and games. What then for the faded, painted ladies? Out they go— spurned. Discarded. Sold. Forgotten— while we promote the latest rage; pander to newer, more bizarre appetites. |
Book Bordello (B-0059 [B-28.4])
(Poems from the Stanford Libraries: 8)
from
Two by Four: and other poems,
3rd ed.,
Dec. 2000.
An earlier version appeared in
SUL News Notes,
Vol. 4, no. 42,
Nov. 3, 1995.
1st web edition posted
12/29/1995
(updated
1/25/1996).
2nd web edition posted
3/13/1998
(updated
2/15/2000).
3rd web edition posted
6/28/2004.
This page last updated
6/28/2004.
Published by Fleabonnet Press.
©
1995-2004 by Brian Kunde.