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Monday, December 18, 2006


   poo...
today sucked... one of my favorite teachers had a bunch of crap stolen, i couldn't submit a greeting because it had to many KB (i think that was they're problem), and i've been in that wierd state where all i could think about all day was this game... then when i got home i didn't want to play it anymore. what a way to start my birthday week.

i know i've posted it before but here is my poem for today

I Felt a Funeral in My Brain
by Emily Dickinson

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.

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