He could not stand. It was notThat he could not thrive, he was bornWith everything but the will –That can be deformed, just like a limb.Death was more interesting to him.Life could not get his attention.
Related Authors: Ted Hughes
Related Topics: death, life, plath, sheep-1976, suicide
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