In loving memory...

So wrapped up in my own drama I hang my head in guilty shame - this entry is long overdue.
My apologies to the families of the deceased.
My condolences to those who have lost.

In loving memory of Jason and Vixen...

I Felt A Funeral In My Brain

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.

Emily DICKINSON