Mad Girl's Love Song
"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.)"
-Sylvia Plath
Here's a Villanelle of my own:
Out of Breath
I drowned myself in the river today
You will deny the fact, I know
I lost my life; I am back to clay
It is too late to make me stay
Truth is venom, it hurts to show
I drowned myself in the river today
I happened when I tore myself away
Alone, I sank in the water slow
I lost my life; I am back to clay
I antecede the mourning fray
Your raison d'être was I, your beau
I drowned myself in the river today
Casket, tears, and a fair bouquet
You groan and weep and wail in woe
I lost my life; I am back to clay
Through the window shade I stream rays
You sit alone with a glass of bordeaux
I drowned myself in the river today
I lost my life; I am back to clay
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