Thought i would share it with you,it's amazing.
Cut-Sylvia Plath
What a thrill----
My thumb instead of an onion.
The top quite gone
Exccept for a sort of hinge
of skin,
A flap like a hat,
Dead white.
Then that red plush
Little pilgrim,
The Indian's axed your scalp.
Your turkey wattle
carpet rolls
Straight from the heart.
I step on it,
Clutching my bottle
of pink fizz. A celebration this is.
Out of a gap
A million soldiers run,
Redcoats, every one.
Whose side are they on?
O my
Homumculus, I am ill.
I have taken a pill to kill
The thin
Papery feeling.
Soboteur,
Kamikaze man----
The stain on your
Gauze Ku Klux Klan
Babushka
Darkens and tarnishes and when
The balled
pulp of your heart
confronts its small
Mill of silence
How you jump----
Treppanned veteran,
Dirty girl,
Thump stump.
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