Wednesday, February 25, 2009

impaled upon a stern angelic stare

The morning paper clocked the headline hour
You drank your coffee lke original sin,
And at the jet-plane anger of God’s roar
Got up to let the suave blue policeman in.

Impaled upon a stern angelic stare
You were condemned to serve the legal limit
And burn to death within your neon hell.

"The Trial of Man, "Sylvia Plath

[Damen Avenue above Haddon Street]

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