Make the pass and collect your take
Fill the void sleeping wake
You turn the key and flip the switch
How many minutes? It’s black as pitch
Oxo-carbon and diatoms
Push and pull their triple bonds
Partial pressure dissociation curve
A filling threat your hypoxic verve

Brake lights arc through silent night
The wall is built round hidden plight
You turn the key and flip the switch
How many minutes? I’ll get my fix
Streets aglow in sodium vapor
Bury deep thine pointed rapier
Take my card I’ll foot this bill
You I never knew and know I never will