Browsing a bookstore is serious sport.
Cunning hunting for carnivores of the heart.
A cover to click. A spine in time.
I do not simply "swing by" a bookstore.
This is business of existence.
We poke around to time travel.
Return to worlds that wait for us.
On shelves. Within ourselves.
I do not simply "swing by" a bookstore.
No matter where. No matter when.
Ripping open rib cages.
Smelling the used middle.
I do not simply "swing by" a bookstore.
The best place to get to know a place.
The place space to get to know space.
Inner. Outer. Safe.
Better than bars by far.
I do not simply "swing by" a bookstore.
Indulging the inspector.
Exploring for always more.
Getting lost. Getting found.