Found Poetry 852

12/12/21

flesh in a jar of glass
cramped expressionless
my walks unmade
I think of them
from my house a shelf
I could see outside again
if you move me over a bit
under a windowless veil I sit

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

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