There's a teeny tiny fissure
in the middle of the floor
and everyone that sees it,
keeps inquiring more and more.

We believe it's always been there,
but how impossible is that?
Surely,it stems from something,
it's a fissure, it's a crack.

There's suspicion around the janitor
who sweeps this library floor,
It's assumed that he knows something,
but he may know something more.

This couple made their way
down the staircase late last week,
they pushed two library books together
and then suddenly, there were three.

Most peculiar thing for us,
that we'd seen in quite a while,
but how is this related
to that fissure in the tile?

We finally broke the janitor
who said that some time ago,
he'd noticed that this couple
had just come in from the snow.

They shook their coats off slowly
and hung them on a hook,
and slid down the windy banister
in each hand they held a book.

They reached the bottom step
as he slid behind her then
they slammed their books togehter
and just like magic, there were 10.

The clothing flew skyward
and she gripped the banister post
and the only time the books moved
was with the curling of her toes.

When they'd finished they went back up
the same way they'd come down,
and the janitor continued sweeping
when he looked upon the ground.

10/14/2013