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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain GAMPOOL 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 – I started Early – Took my Dog – GAMPOOL I started Early – Took my Dog – And visited the Sea – The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me – And Frigates – in the Upper Floor Extended Hempen Hands – Presuming Me to be a Mouse – Aground Funeral In My Brain The Wayfaring Strangers 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 A Pause GAMPOOL They made the chamber sweet with flowers and leaves, And the bed sweet with flowers on which I lay; While my soul, love-bound, loitered on its way. It was not Death, for I stood up, GAMPOOL It was not Death, for I stood up, And all the Dead, lie down - It was not Night, for all the Bells Put out their Tongues, for Noon. The Brain—is wider than the Sky— GAMPOOL The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside— The Brain is deeper than the sea— For—hold them—Blue to Blue— The one the other will Mirage GAMPOOL The hope I dreamed of was a dream, Was but a dream; and now I wake, Exceeding comfortless, and worn, and old, For a dream's sake. A Summer Wish GAMPOOL Live all thy sweet life through, Sweet Rose, dew-sprent, Drop down thine evening dew To gather it anew When day is bright: I fancy thou wast meant Chiefly to give delight. Passing away, Saith the World GAMPOOL Passing away, saith the World, passing away: Chances, beauty and youth, sapp'd day by day: Thy life never continueth in one stay. My Life had stood – a Loaded Gun – GAMPOOL My Life had stood – a Loaded Gun – In Corners – till a Day The Owner passed – identified – And carried Me away – And now We roam in Sovereign Woods – And now We hunt the Doe – And every time I speak for Because I could not stop for Death – GAMPOOL Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality. Echo GAMPOOL Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, O memory, hope, love of A Birthday GAMPOOL My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; My heart is like a rainbow Winter : My Secret GAMPOOL I tell my secret? No indeed, not I; Perhaps some day, who knows? But not today; it froze, and blows and snows, And you’re too curious: fie! You want to hear it? A Green Cornfield GAMPOOL The earth was green, the sky was blue: I saw and heard one sunny morn A skylark hang between the two, A singing speck above the corn; A stage below, in gay accord, White butterflies danced on the wing, Funeral Lawrence (로렌스) I went to my own funeral At a synagogue on 96th And all the boys who never texted me back Brought my mother gifts And the rabbi didn't know me And my father couldn't hold me And I'm just sitting there "I wish I could remember that first day" GAMPOOL I wish I could remember that first day, First hour, first moment of your meeting me, If bright or dim the season, it might be Summer or Winter for aught I can say; So unrecorded did it slip away, So blind Funeral Song The Rasmus I dumped you again I don't understand It's happened before Can't take it no more These foolish games Always end up in confusion I'll take you back Just to leave you once again I died in my Up-Hill GAMPOOL From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. What Would I Give? GAMPOOL What would I give for a heart of flesh to warm me through, Instead of this heart of stone ice-cold whatever I do; Hard and cold and small, of all hearts the worst of all. No, Thank You, John GAMPOOL I never said I loved you, John: Why will you tease me, day by day, And wax a weariness to think upon With always "do" and "pray"? A narrow Fellow in the Grass GAMPOOL A narrow Fellow in the Grass Occasionally rides – You may have met Him – did you not His notice sudden is – The Grass divides as with a Comb – A spotted shaft is seen – And then it closes at your feet A Bird, came down the Walk— GAMPOOL A Bird, came down the Walk - He did not know I saw - He bit an Angle Worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw, And then, he drank a Dew From a convenient Grass - And then hopped sidewise to the Wall Shut Out GAMPOOL I looked between Its iron bars; and saw it lie, My garden, mine, beneath the sky, Pied with all flowers bedewed and green: From bough to bough the song-birds crossed, From flower to flower the moths Wild nights – Wild nights! GAMPOOL Were I with thee Wild nights should be Our luxury! Futile – the winds – To a Heart in port – Done with the Compass – Done with the Chart! Rowing in Eden – Ah – the Sea! Song : When I am dead, my dearest GAMPOOL When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if thou wilt, remember, And I cannot live with You GAMPOOL I cannot live with You – It would be Life – And Life is over there – Behind the Shelf The Sexton keeps the Key to – Putting up Our Life – His Porcelain – Like a Cup – Discarded of the Housewife – Song : She sat and sang alway GAMPOOL She sat and sang alway By the green margin of a stream, Watching the fishes leap and play Beneath the glad sunbeam. Funeral Kill II This I am Christ, yet I'm Judas too, I am one, Yet my mind is torn in two No love lost, I have no alibi, Iscariot's kiss, Watch Pilot wash his hands in piss Funeral around my heart - Round my heart Funeral Potluck, Twiztid act a fool I`m a bum I`m a drunk I`m a stoner just like you high school I was fourteen had blunts from the bama believe i was bout my bangin no more things than santa fightin with the essays on every