Faith-is The Pierless Bridge Supporting What We

Noon - Is The Hinge Of Day-.

A Clock Stopped-- Not The Mantel's-- Geneva's Farthest Skill Can't Put The Puppet Bowing-- That Just Now Dangled Still

The Revery Alone Will Do If Bees Are Few.

Expectation Is Contentment - Gain Satiety.

... 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.