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The dead are dancing with the dead

The dust is whirling with the dust.

Created on 2006-09-03 02:56:14 (#11059059), last updated 2007-09-05

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Name:	heartsandlace
Birthdate:	1901
Location:	Huntington Beach, California, United States
Website:	Funerals and Roses

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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--

-Emily Dickinson