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[ Classic Corner ] Damn You, Plath
I admit to it---
falling in Love with you
my Sister in Confessional Poetry
( despite being married to Mister Sexton;
indeferent of sexual orientation )
for you hath stolen my heart
with your dark art of perusing
Death's panties for its clit's Mistress---
be it Dolores, Jane, Sally - any woman
one could meet on the street
innumerable in the talley
I'm tired, I'm beat
from fighting, no longer reeling
from overwhelming fits---
my vulva in a volta, feeling
Tom-boyed, Dick-ed, and Harri-ed
by you, dear Sylvia
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