the bedspread
opportunity came
a-knocking
i rush to open
the door
trip over my
wildest dreams
fall headlong
to the floor
in a mist, eerie
yet to clear
a voice, softly
in my head
opportunity, it's
fool's gold!
better prone lying
than wakeful dead
rip, a lifetime
in bed spent
sleeping beauty too
serenely bedspread
opportunity came
a-knocking
handsome prince
or kiss of death?
1 comment:
Alas how times have changed. They used to say 'How do you do', and and you were not supposed to answer, but ask politely, 'How do you do?'
Now they won't let you _be_ if you don't have a 'good' answer to 'What do you do?'.
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