The Bell Jar Poem by Anna Banasiak
The Bell Jar
rustling white aprons
entangled me
it's dark here
I can't fall asleep without you
why can't you come back
Miles Davis
cuddle with jazz
loneliness
and scattered past
moth whirling in the jar
Sylvia Plath
with her head in the oven
dissapear
Friday, November 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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