I cannot live with You
Emily Dickinson
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 –
Quaint – or Broke –
A newer Sevres pleases –
Old Ones crack –
I could not die – with You –
For One must wait
To shut the Other's Gaze down –
You – could not –
And I – Could I stand by
And see You – freeze –
Without my Right of Frost –
Death's privilege?
Nor could I rise – with You –
Because Your Face
Would put out Jesus' –
That New Grace
Glow plain – and foreign
On my homesick eye –
Except that You than He
Shone closer by –
They'd judge Us – How –
For You – served Heaven – You know,
Or sought to –
I could not –
Because You saturated sight –
And I had no more eyes
For sordid excellence
As Paradise
And were You lost, I would be –
Though my name
Rang loudest
On the Heavenly fame –
And were You – saved –
And I – condemned to be
Where You were not
That self – were Hell to me –
So we must meet apart –
You there – I – here –
With just the Door ajar
That Oceans Are – and Prayer –
And that White Sustenance –
Despair –
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