Ode to Emily Dickinson

You couldn’t wait for life-
She aggressively went with you-
It was just us
and death.

You walked fast- She walked faster
I left everything-
my freedom and my work,
for her rudeness-

I stood before a prison,
watching prisoners at play-
I stood before the barbed wire-
I stood until the night-

As I stood, She stood too-
The night was calm and still-
Her gown floated gently-
Her downfall, wire mesh-

I walked passed a shack
succumbing to the ground-
the walls stood firmly-
the roof had fallen down-

Now, I wait for tomorrow
it is longer- than today
She carries with her always
my life- my dreams- my eternity.