In twilight’s shadow I whisper the words
reverberating around my mind like an echo –
watch Ophelia drown with lips wide open,
the words pouring out of her like a flood,
tumbling out in a rush –
“Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies;
good night, good night.”
In twilight’s shadow she lay
in peaceful slumber –
And I watched on,
the words she swallowed upon my lips –
goodnight, goodnight.