The poem opens with the speaker eating poetry while ink runs from the corners of his mouth. A librarian spots him and doesn't understand what she's seeing. After all the poems are eaten, a bunch of dogs start coming up the stairs while their eyeballs roll and their legs "burn like brush." The librarian starts to stamp her feet and weep because she doesn't understand. The speaker then licks her hand and she screams. He snarls and barks at her. Then he romps with joy in the "bookish dark."