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Contusion

Color floods to the spot, dull purple.

The rest of the body is all washed-out,

The color of pearl.

 

In a pit of a rock

The sea ***** obsessively,

One hollow thw whole sea's pivot.

 

The size of a fly,

The doom mark

Crawls down the wall.

 

The heart shuts,

The sea slides back,

The mirrors are sheeted.

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Sylvia Plath
1932-1963 / Female / American
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