The Unpublished Poetry of Emily Dickinson

BECAUSE I COULD NOT STOP THE CART

Because I could not stop the cart
I ran over a Kid
The Cart held me plus some Guy
We both ran and hid

I'M NOBODY

I'm Nobody! Did I mention?

I desperately -- crave -- Attention?
But for real -- I hate -- Me!
No! I -- do! -- Seriously!!

BEHIND ME

Behind Me -- a line --
Before Me -- more line --
Myself -- the Term between --
Death but the amount of people at this goddamn Post Office,
How many of these People actually have Friends -- Family,
That actually love them? 

IF I CAN STOP MY SCALP FROM FLAKING

If I can stop my scalp from flaking 
I shall not live in vain;
If I can keep my skin from breaking
Or get out this stain,
Or fit once more for a single evening
Into my Skinny Bloomers
I shall feel better about myself (temporarily)

BECAUSE I COULD NOT STAND THAT JOB

Because I could not stand that Job
I kindly said to "Shove It"
Now I sleep in Gutters' grasp
Through tears I lie "I LOVE IT"

DICKS DICKS DICKS

Dicks dicks dicks --

I love them