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?