Morphine Dream

As I lay drugged in a hospital, a reel played in my mind
A stately ball in a castle hall, couples intertwined
The bitter taste of morphine lay upon my tongue
They waltzed across a stone-flagged floor like puppets on a wire
 
And on the threshold, a green-eyed temptress
Beckoned with a waxy hand and I felt a yearning
The bitter taste of morphine took away my pain
And they waltzed across a stone-flagged floor like puppets on a wire
 
“Close your eyes, sleep my love – sleep perchance to dream”
 
I approached in wonder, misread the smirking
In her green eyes, on her red lips, oh they cursed me
The bitter taste of morphine lay upon my tongue
And the hand that gripped mine was vicelike and frozen
And they waltzed across a stone-flagged floor like puppets on a wire
 
I blinked away the clutching hands that reached out from the night
Fixed my eyes on the nightlight, waited for sunrise