Analyzed (Raped Literature) Poem by Bethany Maxwell

(Background: Not sure how evident or obvious the subject of this poem is so I'll just give a brief background/explanation. In my literature class we just got done with the poetry section. Anyways today the professor was talking about how he wants us to highlight when we read so we can analize texts better he said for us to 'make the paper bleed yellow'- as he gestured to his yellow highlighter- and I LOVED that image so I ran with it and incorperated it with the idea of analyzing writings and things in ways that could be completely wrong from author's intent and how it seems that as soon as a piece is analyzed in a class or 'prfessional' manner/setting, it turns into a 'classic' and the meaning is supposedly completely known with no 'secrets' left for the reader to explore, it becomes 'raped' by the analasis that the analizer gives it and becomes nothing more but a thing to study in the class.... I kind of really like the metephor behind all of that so this poem is the result....)