Emily Dickinson There is a pain–so utter– There is a pain–so utter– It swallows substance up– Then covers the Abyss with Trance– So Memory can step Around–across–upon it– As one within a Swoon– Goes safely–where an open eye– Would drop Him–Bone by Bone. Emily Dickinson
There is a pain–so utter–
There is a pain–so utter– It swallows substance up– Then covers the Abyss with Trance– So Memory can step Around–across–upon it– As one within a Swoon– Goes safely–where an open eye– Would drop Him–Bone by Bone.
Emily Dickinson