THE COFFIN



My Bed by Tracey Emin

The bed all messed-up,
Her stuff lay scattered.
They hunted; searched,
She was nowhere...
Until the unbearable stench,
Crept from somewhere.
Hammered open they; the box-bed,
Coffin that became;
Wherein her chopped-body laid.


This 33 word post is for Magpie Tales 212
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19 comments:

  1. I had trouble leaving this comment on your blog. If my cursor goes off this box I can't type. Really weird I have never had it happen before and no it's not my computer.

    I loved your take and think of sleep as a tiny death each night anyway so the bed as a coffin was a fun read. Enjoyable!

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    1. hi Bekkie...not sure what the issue is...anyways glad you could post and many thanks.

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  2. Oops, not a good sign for long life!

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  3. Nicely done....thanks for sharing

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    1. thanks for reading @Wayne

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  4. Oh my! I have a platform bed like this one ... Nothing in it though. Nice write!

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  5. Had to look under my bed after rading this! Good one!

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  6. Cleverly creepy!
    Had problems commenting here too - cursor flew off twice...
    Anna :o]

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    1. thanks! dont worry...my cursor keeps flying all the time... "-)

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