He Lies There

With fight or flight extinguished,
He lies there with nothing.
Only the oblivion of sedation.
But I wonder, what does he see
In between morphine drips?
Are his dreams filled with impressions
Of smoke and firecrackers,
Abstract spatters of red paint,
And half remembered panic and fear?
Does he feel the same terrible
Deep black sadness that I feel?
Or does he just lie there with nothing?