|Urban Outfitter objets d'art|
Ha, yep. I totally call it (or least, I totally would like to) - from the Wilco-inspired title to the ironic use of taxidermy to describe (a lost) love to the bits of antiquated language (definitely an English major, this one). Okay, maybe not, but I can make the case for it. I do enjoy poetry for its malleability.
I enjoy this poem for its sense of time and place, its use of metaphor and its standout lines - namely, this one which coalesces all of the poem's metaphors and angst into one crystal line:
Favorite line: "Loneliness is a science—"