A single Screw of Flesh by Emily Dickinson
A single Screw of Flesh Is all that pins the Soul That stands for Deity, to Mine, Upon my side the Veil --
Once witnessed of the Gauze -- Its name is put away As far from mine, as if no plight Had printed yesterday,
In tender -- solemn Alphabet, My eyes just turned to see, When it was smuggled by my sight Into Eternity --
More Hands -- to hold -- These are but Two -- One more new-mailed Nerve Just granted, for the Peril's sake -- Some striding -- Giant -- Love --
So greater than the Gods can show, They slink before the Clay, That not for all their Heaven can boast Will let its Keepsake -- go
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