but they can't tell you a story,
maps tell you where to go
but can't explain what to do
when you get there;
friends are forgiving,
but books are more so--
books answer my questions
and are never defensive
they are welcoming
and never angry . . .
they take me to places
I've never been
and explain what to wear
and what not to eat,
they teach me how to camp
and how to build a fire--
they rescue me from drowning,
they tell me to poke a shark
in the eye.
Frozen by the freedom
to choose a perfect escape.
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