If you dissect a bird

To diagram the tongue

You’ll cut the chord 

Articulating song.

If you flay a beast

To marvel at the mane

You’ll wreck the rest

From which the fur began.

If you pluck out the heart

To find what makes it move,

You’ll halt the clock

That syncopates our love.

-Sylvia Plath

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