I Felt A Funeral In My Brain by Emily Dickinson

I Felt A Funeral In My Brain by Emily Dickinson
I felt a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro,
Kept treading, treading, till it seemed That sense was breaking through.
And when they all were seated, A service like a drum
Kept beating, beating, till I thought My mind was going numb.

And then I heard them lift a box, And creak across my soul
With those same boots of lead, Then space began to toll

As all the heavens were a bell, And Being but an ear,
And I and silence some strange race, Wrecked, solitary, here.

And then a plank in reason, broke, And I dropped down and down--
And hit a world at every plunge, And finished knowing--then--

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[MusicalVariety]

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[greatauntprune]

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[DanielTPruett]

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