Child Corset
Whale-bone satchel hidden underneath
The husband comes in to take the sheath
From his wife,
To pull away the knife.
Support this cradled strap
Call the cartographer for a map
To chart the followed Path,
Taken before by Plath.
Hold the chest
For this test
Of love,
Of affection
From above,
This rejection
Holds still a toy
For a boy
And twirls
For a girl.
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