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    dots Submission Name: Morguedots

    Author: Windigo
    Elite Ratio:    2.66 - 6/13/13
    Words: 98
    Class/Type: Poetry/Dark
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    One cause, one reason.

    We are the ones that take care of you,
    Your story is told with our voices,
    Still like stagnant water you lay on this table,

    We have found you, cleaned you up, and dressed you up,
    For a final eye is upon your face,
    The pine hinged box is your home now,

    Sleep now, six-feet down,
    All wonders and worries should pass,
    The smell is sweet, the pillow soft, no eye upon your appearance,

    Your story is told with our voices to the world. . .

    Submitted on 2013-03-21 14:10:56     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Nice. I had a suggestion for the title. Instead of it being "Morgue" maybe try mortitian, undertaker, coroner, etc. since it is really about the person taking care of the bodies not the place. Otherwise this is a pretty cool take on that person's perspective of the dead. I couldn't imagine having that job let alone think about it to write about it, so good job. :)
    | Posted on 2013-03-26 00:00:00 | by BiscuitKitty | [ Reply to This ]
      hmmmm... interesting.

    i used to work in a resthome and i would listen to the residents tell their stories and i would meet their families and look at their photos but it would only be at their funerals that i would really learn of their life.
    sometimes i would be so surprised that they had done the things their eulogies told of... sometimes i couldnt imagine them doing such things... sometimes i wished i had known theyd done them so we could have talked about it while they were alive and i was tending to their personal cares... mostly i couldnt believe they had lived such full lives and been reduced to such limited nothings.

    i guess an undertaker has even less of a picture of the persons life as they prepare them for their 'final journey'...

    thanks for making me think..
    | Posted on 2013-03-22 00:00:00 | by impossiblyme | [ Reply to This ]

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