Something about that textbook
keeps them bound:
takes a dangerous thing,
takes an outflow of rabid emotion,
and restrains it;
Footnotes it so there can be no misconceptions;
Painstakingly explains it.
What was once, a living,
screaming writhing thing —
— what was once challenging
is now an artifact,
safely behind glass.
Now it’s time to sit and think:
Dissect it as it dies in your hands.
But after the experiment is complete —
You’ve checked off every stage —
If you check you’ll find the lines
Still breathe upon the page.
An original composition, for World Poetry Day 2017.
Featured image quotes Ezra Pound’s “In a Station of the Metro“