Tuesday, August 16, 2011

26. Modulation

These clothes are not mine,
this bed is not mine.
I am in some horrific costume
but I remember all the rules.
I exist in a foreign realm;
strange centuries tattoo my arms –
they are not –
mine –

Take me away to some correct place
so I can say my name
and they shall know that
stars should act properly:
they should not parade in my head,

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Another Art to Praise.

- Emily Dickinson