Morpheus

[Achebe]

Memories -
bottled delusions
tumbling into my blood
down funnels of glass.  ...bottled > tumbling > funnels sounds lovely. I'm assuming that this is describing a morphine (or opiate) drip

Their honeycomb doses ..didn't get 'honeycomb' - I thought they'd be bulk standard plastic cylindrical bottles..?
hold hook fittings
and they’re greasy, with ‘Daily’
screaming from the label.

I take them; morning morphs to ... nice pun (sort of)
evening, enervated, sleepy,
and you're still
near. ...an unexpected ending that reads well.

I crave that opiate,
putrescence slipped into me
disguised. Then I realize: 
You are not
that I am. ... didn't get this last bit....

I was hoping for an allusion to Somnus being the son of Morpheus (or vice versa), if only because I'd prepared it as a trivia question a long time ago.