discombobulate
(verb) / to confuse
❝You smile.
No, it is not fatal.❞
— The Other by Sylvia Plath
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inspiration from: Winter Trees (poetry collection) by Sylvia Plath
✩༉ this is a mini series of ten poems written in incomplete endings to satisfy the final ending which is on the tenth poem.
✩༉ if you'd like to offer any literary advice or critic, please do. i suck at some points and really need an insight. :))
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my blood is a bald cherry, and
its stem grows when the hands
point in a single direction,
then it waits to coil on cutout tongues.
—happy reading!
YOU ARE READING
𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑜𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒
Poetry[ P O E T R Y ] ➹ my blood is a bald cherry, its stem grows when the hands point in a single direction then it waits to coil on cutout tongues. 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 © 2019 cherrienoodles
