Scramble

It’s so easy dressing for war

When my muscles are already sore

All my life I’ve been a discordant chord

that sets your teeth on edge

My body’s balanced on the ledge

Do I make you nervous yet?

Rocky rhythms ritocheting aside

There’s so little beauty in hollow eyes

We give out letters of non-violence

When they’re really calls of silence

By Slyvia Plath

From: United States

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