There's Been a Death In The Opposite House...

There's been a death in the opposite house
As lately as today.
I know it by the numb look
Such houses have always.

The neighbours rustle in and out,
The doctor drives away.
A window opens like a pod,
Abrupt, mechanically;

Somebody flings a mattress out, -
The children hurry by;
They wonder if It died on that, -
I used to when a boy.

The minister goes stiffly in
As if the house were his,
And he owned all the mourners now,
And little boys besides;

And then the milliner, and the man
Of the appalling trade,
To take the measure of the house.
There'll be that dark parade

Of tassels and of coaches soon;
It's easy as a sign, -
The intuition of the news
In just a country town.

~€mily Dickinson~

the funeral will be tomorrow...
at 11p.m.
i regret for not being able to be there...
i will never able to tell you how much i miss you...
things will never be the same again...
Viva Forever....

why so abrupt...? why life has to be this way...?