The poem with the incisors that wouldn't let go

There was this weird day in December where I was waiting for Erin to finish studying in the Lawrence Public Library, and I was sitting around in the periodicals area thumbing through an issue of Poetry, and I found THIS poem.

After reading the poem, I immediately wrote a note in my little notebook. This morning I've been sifting through a stack of those little notebooks, looking for the story ideas I collected all semester long and haven't had time to write, and found my note. It reads: "Jill Alexander Essbaum--BOMBASS POEM IN DECEMBER POETRY!!!" Obviously, when you find a note like that, you look for the poem, read it again, and then post it to the interweb.

Here's a link to some more information about the enigmatic Jill Alexander Essbaum and her bombass Essbaum poems.