Found Poetry 487

12/25/20

scream stomach scream
spindleshaped stomach
gnaws on itself stomach
always dreaming stomach
deep rutted stomach
ticking down stomach
a chill looms
what happens next is what you assume

This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.

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