Tell your story here. 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, again, 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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