More Pretentious Poetry

So, sick, bored, and looking for something to do, my eyes went back to that particular poetry book that I quoted from on here (the poem being "Cooing in University College Quad the Lover-Pigeon Wakes Him at 5 AM") sometime back in January. While that title never fails to incite me to roll my eyes and shake my head, this one actually made me laugh out loud (granted, I was half-asleep at the time, but still). So without further ado...

She in February
is more
than the sum
of her parts

her breath
sleep her walk
her lup

dup
not to mention
of course

her unmentionables
such
as

her brain waves
alpha and delta
which go on

and on
and which
like the smell

of her hair
have been carefully
recorded.