Empire Waste - North Atlantic Oscillation

Black sail billowing out

Running rings around the world

Black wing thrown over your

Blinding army of searchlights

Overflow the borders

Too late, damage undone

Empire hands back your gold waste

Flies know not to touch it

Black sail billowing out

Running rings around the world

Overflow the sepia cell you’re in

Why all the furore over one mistake

Think about the mis-steps

Think about the other places you’ve seen