Solipsism

[Deleted member 14177]

I
Make houses shrink
And trees diminish
By going far; my look's leash
Dangles the puppet-people
Who, unaware how they dwindle,
Laugh, kiss, get drunk,
Nor guess that if I choose to blink
They die.
.....
Sylvia Plath

 

[GoodPersonEffed]

I read it, title and poem, and thought, Damn, that would make Sylvia Plath proud.

And then...the fine print....