Love is everything. And that's all we know about it.
I tasted life.
I felt a Cleaving in my Mind- As if my Brain had split- I tried to match it- Seam by Seam- But could not make it fit.
Tis not that dieing hurts us so- tis living- hurts us more.
My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun - In Corners - till a Day The Owner passed - identified - And carried Me away -
Assent - and you are sane - Demur - and you're straightaway dangerous - and handled with a chain.