Temptation

“Temptation”

–Amy Engle

 

National Poetry Writing Month 2017 Poem #19

 

I should only be a couple of minutes.

I’ll just look–casually browse.

I find perusing the shelves soothing.

I don’t need to buy anything.

I will just look and imagine as though

I own all these lovely books.

I can’t actually buy any of them anyways.

I don’t have money in my budget.

I have no space left in my house either.

I want this book, and that one!

I couldn’t forgive myself if I didn’t get this.

I need a cart or a basket or something!

I feel a desperate need to possess them all.

I am out of control as charge the aisles.

I shouldn’t have come in, but made my decision.

I will own every piece of paper in here!

I must get out of here while I still have cash…