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The Roll-Away Bed

When the roll-away bed came out
from the closet under the eaves,  
that meant the cousins were coming .
 
My excitement
over having constant playmates
for a few days, paralleled  
the fascination at a bed
that could fold in half, on
a wheeled metal frame.
 
We took turns, the cousins
and I,  
laying across the bed , while  
the others folded it up  
around each of us, and....
pushed it back and forth
across the hardwood floors.
 
(Human hotdogs, hanging
out of their bun
on a wild ride)
 
Trouble was,
when the game was over,
I wanted to stay clasped in that clamshell
embrace  
of the folded mattress.
 
I could keep my soul in place ,
for even as a child,
it wanted out of my body....
Written by MadameLavender
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Author's Note
Written for Missy's Part of the Furniture, comp
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