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Anne Sexton - The Fury Of God's Good-bye

One day He
tipped His top hat
and walked
out of the room,
ending the arguement.
He stomped off
I don't give guarentees.
I was left
quite alone
using up the darkenss.
I rolled up
my sweater,
up into a ball,
and took it 
to bed with me,
a kind of stand-in
for God,
what washerwoman 
who walks out
when you're clean
but not ironed.
When I woke up
the sweater
had turned to
bricks of gold.
I'd won the world
but like a
forsaken explorer,
I'd lost
my map.

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Poet: Anne Sexton
Poem: The Fury Of God's Good-bye
Poem of the Day: Nov 8 2015

Comment 1 of 1, added on May 24th, 2007 at 11:49 AM.

this poem is fanastic, it brigs me joy t read, ps.

yo momma

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