New semester poetry

The poem I'm doing this week is "The Book." I thought some of the other things we've read were dark but this one was REALLY dark and gross. It's about how a soldier finds this blank book in a bunker (I'm not sure what war it is either) and keeps it as a diary. Later on in his life after the war he's taken it back to a book binder who told him it was bound in human skin. Someone had killed someone and used their skin to bound a book. an opposing soldier did this to someone. I think this poem is mainly about how gruesome and gross and cruel war truly is. Like I'm not sure if they were desperate for supplies or someone but I don't believe they were driven to the limits and needed to use human skin. someone just plain out used it. This book that had meant so much to the soldier that had found it, probably helped keep his sanity, is now repulsive to him. "I stared at the changing book and a horror grew, I stared a horror grew, which was, which is, how beautiful is was until I knew." This book was a personal journal about what happened to him during a cruel war and now he realizes how he carried someones skin around with him and it could've been a child, a woman, or a fellow soldier.