Perchance to dream

To sleep, perchance to dream; aye theres the rub;
for in that sleep of death what dreams may come
when we have shuffled off this mortal coil
Must give us pause.
Don't fear the reaper... fear his strange little friends.

An entry for a local gallery fundraiser in mid 2006.
The theme - 2B or not 2B.
I leafed through Hamlet to find the quote before I began, though, to my mind it has become more of an illustration of "As I was going to St Ives..."
I've reworked it a little recently and thought I'd share.
It is for sale.