Library Tanka

Written as part of NaPoWriMo 2013

I’m in the library working on my dissertation, and you wouldn’t believe how busy it is in here. Practically a second home. Or a world within walls. Although people start becoming a little odd after being in here for too long. 

Leaves flutter on shelves
paper jungle bustling with
civilisation
that today thrives well and
one day will but disappear