[P] "On Midnight"

In the dark i have to wonder
About the way the desk lights 2:01
Because maybe it's just me
But time could be nothing but a way
To make me feel sleeeepy
Or the way the fog rolls in from the fields
To the cracks in the door and behind the dresser
Where i keep my baby alligators
As a late snack for the same time
That's flashing behind my eyes from the desktop

To coast along nerves and corridors
To the place where such things go
To invert itself and make a picture
Of the way i spend too much time playing with alligators
And not enough time making the bed

Since i never bother with it anyway

And anymore it shouldn't matter in the first place
Because down another corridor and past another canal
Another nerve isn't even bothering to tell me
How very hungry i am
For another drink of midnight
And the way the dark tells me i'm the only one left
But don't get any big ideas, son
Because you're just going to wake up tomorrow
With teeth deep in your arm
And another 2 AM gone by
Where you couldn't figure out how an alligator
Can keep you up at night


And just ignore the fog


i never have time to clean up anymore