Struggles could have been a dog I
Make houses shrink
And trees diminish
Marauders' eyes and one anna hats. By going far; my look's leash
Maiden's hair and shoe lace traps. Dangles the puppet-people
Actors' heath and bamboo rings. Who, unaware how they dwindle,
Coffee spoons and fake fish scales. Laugh, kiss, get drunk,
Laura and Lizzie dream ten times tonight. Nor guess that if I choose to blink
They die.
- Sylvia Plath
