Found Poetry 347

8/20/20

my lips bursting with fluent flames
arrows of wingy words stream
mouthless surgeons work
to estrange my bones
to guilt the spirit of a song

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

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