pour all the learning you can on me
until it buries me and hides the light
pour out all your words of worldly wisdom
until I cannot hear the whispers,or the wind
pour out facts, equations, theories and thoughts
until there is no room for delight or serendipity
pour out scholarly journals, text books, newspapers
until the print erases the sun, the singing, and smiling
pour out education, elucidation, explication, and explanation
until they -tion, -tion, shun the simple and the obvious answers
pour out a pile of everything everyone needs to memorize, remember
until I have forgotten what it means to wonder, to be curious, to care
pour it out, all of it, and like a glass slipper leave the vessel on the stair
so that the son of a king will find it and fill it with the things that really matter