Blackout

Conscious

In a detrimental space where they'll lie 

and try to save face,

Expecting me to acquiesce

Ignore my senses

and even gauge my odd eye

to shut out consciousness

to negate focus

But eye never rests,

Eye never closes

in succumbing to hypnosis

of those who swing pocket watches

Afront unexpecting patrons who sit still on couches

Of the ones only interested in the type of change 

found in the cushions,

and restricting the type that brings peace into fruition

In a detrimental space,

I may lie,

but eye never rest