I Years Had Been from Home - Emily Dickinson

I Years had been from Home
And now before the Door
I dared not enter, lest a Face
I never saw before

Stare solid into mine
And ask my Business there --
"My Business but a Life I left
Was such remaining there?"

I leaned upon the Awe --
I lingered with Before --
The Second like an Ocean rolled
And broke against my ear --

I laughed a crumbling Laugh
That I could fear a Door
Who Consternation compassed
And never winced before.

I fitted to the Latch
My Hand, with trembling care
Lest back the awful Door should spring
And leave me in the Floor --

Then moved my Fingers off
As cautiously as Glass
And held my ears, and like a Thief
Fled gasping from the House --
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Mood: Ass wiggling mood
Listening to: Morning Yearning - Ben Harper
Reading: Flowers For Algernon - Daniel Keys
Watching: V For Vendetta

But I shan't flee. This house is me, this house is home. I shall dust off all the deviations I have yet to see and catch up with deviants I've missed.