Emily Dickinson





277

What if I say I shall not wait!
What if I burst the fleshly Gate -
And pass escaped - to thee!

What if I file this Mortal - off -
See where it hurt me - That's enough -
And wade in Liberty!

They cannot take me - any more!
Dungeons can call - and Guns implore
Unmeaning - now - to me -

As laughter - was - an hour ago -
Or Laces - or a Travelling Show -
Or who died - yesterday!