Get You A Damn Book

You came in
Having an idea of what you wanted
Walked right over
& you picked me
You gave a good look at the front
and the back side of my cover
Then smirked with interest
Checked me out, and overtime opened me up

As i expressed myself through my pages, I assumed you were becoming more
drawn... I was wrong
I didn't give you what you sought after...
And just like that, like coffee running down your cup
You stained me
I was cancelled
Closed
booked by a mark and eventually overlooked

truth be told I would've never been a good addition to your ego

I'm not just some object that you can classify,alphabetize, or categorize to put me in place with your conglomerate of cunts

This isn't your mentally depraved library

How absurd of you to think I'd be
some lusty Adult fiction read

I suppose you get yourself a book...