Theme: Suicide

Sylvia Plath


My veins
as crowded as yours
arteries choked
and a takeaway heart.
Maddening blood rush
slices the shore
and fishermen in
calm seas drown.
Like you, I
wait for clots
to road block
my highway of sense
that turns blindly
to the precipice of mediocrity
where humans await
their turns to die.
I can jump the line
but without a trace
to get caught
like you.
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