Found Poetry 460

12/16/20

spit and sweat on the punching bag
they flood with the blood from knuckles
it gets speckled as they crackle
the red punching right to truth
like fabric snapping in the wind
there is no life of obstacles

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

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