Petard
1
We hoped to see things as they are
by which we meant without us.
We thought once we stripped away
smell, taste, color —
anything improper —
leaving only location
and number,
the thing
would be naked
on the teeter-totter
of an equation.
2
Then Archimedes
told another one.
If I had a long enough lever
and a fulcrum,
I’d get a high
resolution image
of objectified bodies
and hoist myself
on my own petard.
Source: Poetry (September 2018)