Found Poetry 265
4/18/20
orange tinder flares breath of the rain coffin wombs mummycloth filaments it is that hour to die and sleep stop talking grant the guards the day off they can go home so you can go home you are well loved we learned from your lessons be boneless and go everlasting as the sky is blue we will remember 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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