Found Poetry 830

11/26/21

a whirlpool of bowels on an infinite night
define the rack
for the cloaked old man

skin and quarts for trade
handshake with razor blades
death was cracked

everlasting grandfather
with a body of a tree
I hear you

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

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