What Now Is

Of course I love the smell of printed ink.
My prized possession always was a book.
My favorite job was bookstore clerk, I think,
and every move I made for shelves, until –
the kids moved out and small became my kink;
and independent merchants were submerged
by big box stores and sellers with a link;
and Covid killed each public reading nook.
Now printed tomes have nearly grown extinct.

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