By Charles Bernstein
I ruin my hats and all the mat slides glad
I hop my girls and all is skip again
I jump I run you up inside my truck
The car goes looping out in dark and light
And yellow hat slides in
I run my mats and all the girl slides glad
I hoped you skipped me into luck
And jump me black, ruin me glad
I jump I run you up inside my truck
I jump my slopes and all the dopes slide glad
I glide my luck and all is slip again
I jump my hopes and all the rope glides sad
I skip you jump the way you said
But I run old and sigh your name
I ruin my mats and all the girl slides glad
At least when luck hops it skips back again
A rune my mats and all the girls slide glad
I jump I run you up inside my truck
After “Mad Girl’s Love Song” by Sylvia Plath
Source: Poetry (Poetry Foundation, 2007)
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