Authority’s gaze weighs on huddled shoulders
Down on your knees you await your orders

Remember when you used to hold the ocean?
You watched it slip away without a mention.

Living on debt and vacant pleasures
Future bought and sold in equal measure

Swallowing your dose of daily anesthesia
Proud to sit and suckle at the nipple of amnesia

All your soul-fired yearnings seem to make no matter
Just keep on your meds till you’re sleeping better

Captured by the builders of the ruins of delight
No longer the creator of the poems in the night