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 Jun 2013 Sunny Devo
Sylvia Plath
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
I know my nose got longer
when the days got darker,
but all I see is light ahead,
so won't you see it too?

You know me better
when I'm close by,
but you are so far away,
so how do I tell you?

This isn't some circle
that keeps flowing,
but a bold line that ends,
so why don't you notice?

It wore me out more
than even you can say,
but you think I'm not tired,
so when will I rest?

We all do things
that leave a nasty scar,
but I see it and I stray,
so don't you think I'll be okay?

I know it's all over
and I hope you soon see,
but time is getting faster,
so won't you please hurry?

This is the post-******
that is never to return,
but always to remember,
so much that I have learned.
started young,
learned a ton,
found out fast that you can't run.

doin' smack,
fading black,
we all do crazy things, don't we?

growin' fast,
beat the past,
we all know there's no turning back.

movin' on,
singing songs,
everybody has those days...

— The End —