Book Codes

Find me in the books I read:
Their titles a secret code,
an alphabet of covers and spines
stacked in a matrix of shelves
by hypertext grace —
too many dimensions to arrange
in lines and groups and rooms;
Their clusters a whisper of storms
in a maze of themes crossing volumes,
words bleeding through cheap pages,
seeping into hardback neighbours
and drenching dust in heavy sighs:
Their implications, hidden in plain sight.