“I HEARD A FLY BUZZ WHEN I DIED*”
The Hawk Portico 4:30pm
The Fly Stopped
Upon My Heart
And Told Me To Stand Still
To Take In All The Sun
Upon The Front Porch Sill
So I Stood To Gaze At Him
Until I Bent To Try
To Sit Upon My Chair Of Red
And Begged Him Not To Die
*Emily Dickinson