Having Fun isn't hard when you've got a library card

The library

Filled with heavy mouth breathing due to the passed around cold

Sometimes laughter and often sighs of frustration at the pile of homework that grows more quickly than it can be conquered.

A place of victory and defeat

The crossing of paths between procrastination and productivity

The working hard and hardly working all meet in the carpeted building full of aged books, silent stations, and printers running never to be caught

Filled with more knowledge than one mind could hold

Ordered by dewey who we don’t know, do we?

Barcodes and books

Publish dates and being asked on a date

Coffee without gumption and gumption without talent

The meeting of the minds in the building with the spines

The typing of keys, the scribbling of notes, the copying of papers someone else wrote

Glamour is hard to come by but clamor is not

The house of whispering comes to life at night

With stories not of old, but of that days flight

She said this and he said that, oh and look we captured the campus cat

. . .  Its hiding in our dorm room so that no one will find it

a place to  mingle and mix and be, a piazza

do I smell pizza?

Deadlines are quickly whooshing past

And assignments are dying fast

Questions being answering but many more being asked

What no one understands, how time goes by so fast

The table covered with technology and paper

An apple might refer to a laptop or a snack for later

A place where lots of life happens

And where lots of studying doesn’t

But at least you came to the library

That’s gotta count for something

. . . right?