At the Library

I hear nothing but
whispers
in the halls
in the small tables
scattered methodically around
there are towers
fill with letters, books, toms
from here and there
and everywhere
there is silence
blank stares
eyes fixed on a screen
or ear plugs in the ears
There is silence
nobody speaks, except a few
we walk up or down
left, right, looking up and down
we ask information in whispery tones
as to not disturb those around us
there are smiles and frowns
everyone is busy
looking intently in front of them
eyes fixes on a screen
or a book
there is silence
nobody speaks, except a few
we speak in whispery tones
and that's when you know
to hush hush at the
library