Tick-tock cups on porcelain moons Steam curls up like secret tunes Doors creak wide… claws tap light Welcome to the café of the night ... Neon moon on a rainy street Silver paws keep a steady beat Aprons on and tails held high We serve espresso to the sky Sugar cubes and amber eyes Milk foam clouds, no alibis Menus howl in serif font “House blend: Dark. Regret: None.” ... We don’t bite, we don’t bark We just hum after dark Stir the stars, sip the fate Order up — it’s getting late ... Midnight wolves at the café Howl in time, then we sauté Jazz in our jaws, dreams on a tray Sip that moonlight — au lait, au lait Midnight wolves at the café Laughing low in a lupine way Tip your fears, don’t make them stay We howl polite… but we howl okay ... One wolf reads the stock exchange Another writes poems slightly strange One counts beans like ancient gold One just stares… dramatically cold Vinyl spins, the clock melts down Full moon hangs like a disco crown Every chair knows a different tale Every joke ends with a tail ... Clink-clink goes the ceramic truth We lost our youth, but kept our tooth Grind the night, pull the shot Life’s too short to drink it hot ... Midnight wolves at the café Howl in time, then we sauté Rhymes drip thick like marmalade Bitter jokes carefully glazed Midnight wolves at the café We laugh at fate in a major-minor way If the world’s absurd — we say: “Okay.” Then tip the moon and gently pay ... Paw to paw, hear the floor Heartbeat drums by table four Old myths hum in caffeine key Even monsters need company Oh-oh, stir it slow Oh-oh, let it go ... Decaf? …No. Soy milk? …Maybe. Fear of the dark? We charge that daily. ... Midnight wolves at the café Still open when the sun’s away If you’re lost, just sit and stay We serve the night the honest way Midnight wolves at the café Howl together — résumé? Barista. Poet. Wolf. Okay. Same job title. Different pay. ... Cups go quiet, chairs forgive Another night politely lived Lock the door, dawn on cue Wolves go home… like people do Wooo… ooo…
