Mad Girl’s Love Song

by Sylvia Plath








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.)"

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