Midnight Sun

It was yesterday night
You made it light
My heart yawned
You made it hungry

Now it coughs
You've made it sick

I can see you
Even though you are not near
You're not far
It's not a glare
And if it were,
I would still dare

You drilled a hole in me
What did you mean?
You muzzled me by nine
Into a thinking spree
Now it's not a spree,
Nor is it a binge
But a full time session,
You'll make me spill