Found Poetry 329

7/30/20

the universe pile
looping strings
eddies of papery gas
incoherent winking
radical and simple
if you try and dissect it
it remains whole
and your knives dull

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

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