I Felt A Funeral In My Brain
Eamonn DeValera
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--
Comments
I thought this was erepublik.com not faggots.com ?
Can we establish a context pl0x?
Kit's multi?
Bryan and Digits are back at the same time. I'm so happy. 🙂
Nice poew btw.
whaddya mean, out?
Whats this got to do with ND lol
Nice break from all the rhetoric. 🙂
*poem