The first Day's Night had come
The first Day’s Night had come
And grateful that a thing
So terrible had been endured
I told my Soul to sing
She said her Strings were snapt
Her Bow to Atoms blown
And so to mend her gave me work
Until another Morn
And then a Day as huge
As Yesterdays in pairs,
Unrolled its horror in my face
Until it blocked my eyes
My Brain begun to laugh
I mumbled like a fool
And tho’ ’tis Years ago that Day
My Brain keeps giggling still.
And Something’s odd within
That person that I was
And this One do not feel the same
Could it be Madness this?
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