Found Poetry 464

12/18/20

worn and folded paperweight peasants
sleeveless and creaking near burning pipes 
opposite gold streets and wants absent
will actually sleep better at night

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

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