The match was lit.
You threw it upon a bed
Of words and set them on fire.
Your words still sear.
And in our ears we heard your
Perpetual torture.
Sad Saint.
You've burned down your
Own forest like you were in
Awe of your own hell.
But you rise despite yourself
In the inferno of your own words.
As if you knew
We'd raise your miracles
again and again.
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maruzha 9 months ago
Very cool, very deep piece.
janeczka 1 year ago
I love Sylvia Plath awesome tribute xx
RadiantGloom 1 year ago
A fine tribute to Sylvia Plath. I must read more of her poetry.
Regards, Peter
nordicsky 1 year ago
Great stuff as always!
MidiPunk 1 year ago
Fantastic video, really nice tribute to Sylvia well done! :)
Nigelcf 1 year ago