NaPoWriMo 2015, Day 11: The library on a Saturday afternoon in April (a poem)

I did not follow any prompts for Day 11. Instead, I went with a slice-of-life observation while I was out and about… The stale rubber odor dourly greets me as I enter It is at once familiar and offputting the lingering smell of a bitter reunion disbanded without resolution In the corner a tired-looking gentleman [...]