a better resurrection by sylvia plath

I have no wit, I have no words, no tears;
My heart within me like a stone
Is numbed too much for hopes or fears;
Look right, look left, I dwell alone;
A lift mine eyes, but dimmed with grief
No everlasting hills I see;
My life is like the falling leaf;
O Jesus, quicken me.

woman in the park, september twenty-first

stark raving mad
stark raving mad
stark raving mad
stark raving mad
she mumbled
end less ly:
zeroes and zeroes
and ninety
eight dollars
and you have ninety eight
dollars and i
have ninety
eight
dollars
and zero dollars
and zeroes and zeroes:
hair towering above her head for miles
in clothes she has worn for two hundred
years
waiting in the line for a free meal
forever
and for
ever
ever
ever ever ever ever
end less ly:
zeroes and zeroes
zeroes and zeroes
she breaks into song:

oh!

you have one hundred
thousand dollars and i have
one
million dollars!
we’re in the hall of fame!
we're in the hall of faaaaaame!
we're in the hall of faaaaaame!!!!!
zeroes and zeroes
ninety eight dollars
zeroes and zeroes
she will stand in line
forever
ever
ever
end less ly:

the dollar has killed another soul.
but the
body is
still alive.

zeroes and zeroes
zeroes and zeroes
one hundred
thousand dollars!
ninety eight dollars
zeroes and zeroes
zeroes and zeroes
stark raving mad
stark raving mad
stark raving mad
stark raving mad