Scholastic Carcinogens Pickled & Stored in Pernicious Poisoned Bottles

This poetry collection begins in high school, but ends somewhere in life. It begins with this: "Experiences as a Substitute Teacher. Public high school of higher education but never higher than God. Sitting there, the pedagogue without authority real. Never seeking the real authority. Time. Taking attendance. Giving assignments. Sitting there. Looking up at the ceiling, Sitting there. Students sit. Ignore. Time goes. Sitting there, students. Past and present. Sitting there. Writing the poems of the displaced, poems of: The tired, The bored, The alienated, The dysfunctional. Alienated. Alternative to bitterness complete." Another poem: "Barbed wire. Invention of meticulous quality superimposed upon placid fallacies that move the human spirit toward predestination theocracy. Barbed wire. Invented for? Cows out there in the pasture. Sheep. God. Humans. Barbed wire. Invented why? To keep out. To push out. To prevent. Barbed wire to have and to hold. Holding in ideas and various manifestations of grandeur. Barbed. Painful. Hurtful. Circling in an enclosure. Enclosing the heart's desire to run through the meadows chasing beautiful naked maidens with pitch forks. Sharp. Quick. Ouch. Hurtful pain. Wiring but not of the teeth or the jaw or the bones. Barbed. To inflict remorse. To inflict puncturing of the outer layer. Visions of the mind." And finally, this: "Sick and dying and falling to pieces. Mentally dispatching the mental. Physically watching the flesh tones turn to white ash. Others. Your next. Mental dismemberment. Skin turning shades of uncommon disease. Next. Pain and suffering. Next. Your turn. Next. Who's next in line? Next. Pieces falling away. Clutching to the earth falling away. Inevitable manifestations of mortality. Next. Trick of the Maker towards the creatures He made. Maker like a set designer on a Hollywood sound stage."