A Relatively Poetic Poem

I'll make a list of things
of things I hate and see what comes out.
It may be good, it may be bad
or it could simply piss off a trout.

Who knows? Who cares?
I may not even know.
What was the point of this stanza?
There's more significance in cutting off my toe.

That fact that it rhymes
gives me a million times
to make it seem better,
though it would be more appropriate to write a letter.

Isn't this confusing?
Why is this here?
Is because I'm insane?
Or maybe I lost my brain.

I know! Let's analyze what I wrote!
That'll make poetry more fun!
Who came up with this idea?
It makes me want to run.

Poetry is great, seriously it is. I enjoy it for what it is, not so much the context of when it was written or interpreting every single meaning. I get the underlying meanings. There is no point to ask, "How does that statement make you feel?" That question is a half-ass excuse all in itself to piss away time in the classroom.

There's no value in putting a poem on a dissection table, poking through it, cutting its insides out, and evaluating every detail that lies within. It all starts with the scalpel, the teacher. To get into the poem you're dissecting, they're the only instrument you'd need to get started. Bringing poetry and stories' analyzation into the classroom does not give me an incentive to enjoy it more, nor does making it schoolwork make it any more fun that it should be.

Overanalyzation is awful. I can see why teachers teach poems etc. this way, but it is more than usually overdone. Doing this too much takes the fun and enjoyment out of reading and interpreting a poem for yourself. For your sake go read a poem or book and enjoy it!