It petrifies the will

I am incapable of more knowledge.

What is this, this face

So murderous in its strangle of branches? —

Its snaky acids hiss.

It petrifies the will. These are the isolate, slow faults,

That kill, that kill, that kill..

 

Sylvia Plath

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