I can wade Grief --Whole Pools of it --I'm used to that --But the least push of JoyBreaks up my feet --And I tip -- drunken --Let no Pebble -- smile --'Twas the New Liquor --That was all!
Emily Dickinson
I can wade Grief --Whole Pools of it --I'm used to that --But the least push of JoyBreaks up my feet --And I tip -- drunken --Let no Pebble -- smile --'Twas the New Liquor --That was all!