Deciphered in Carbon [Poetry]

Through death; post-grim
Her voice still ring.
In still she instilled
A steady growing din.

Unspoken words, uncovered.
They claim:
A secret, her secret:
one’s to be seen.

Rest, she’ll never.
By restless words, she lives.
Unawake till never
The sun set again.

Another piece to the puzzle:
her unknowable mind.
For the brute to dismember;
And the layman to deplete.

© coversonyourbed

Word count: 61
Unseen Sylvia Plath Poems Deciphered in Carbon Paper

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