Nocturnal Obsessions

I have no time
to make intentions
no need to mention
all of my suspicions
when I fear
that my mind
will never clear
like a billion bubbles
in a bottle of beer
just enough light
to see what is near
and I know now
why days feel like years
but that is life
for wrong or for right
to my surprise and delight
I feel more alive at night
with my nocturnal emissions
that I care not to mention
to hide the evil of my obsessions
as I suck your soul away