Thursday, July 21, 2016

Ode To Sylvia Plath (for M.M.)

"Her blacks cackle and drag..."

Head in the oven,
did you hesitate for a second,
wondering if that 
was all you had to say?

Or, had you said: "enough already!"
the mind too much to
handle anymore, 
the life too demonized
to be redeemed?

Your words get through 
to the rest of us,
don't worry anymore...
you did your job,
your thankless job,
for those of us for whom
it's hard to feel anything.


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