(Go back &) Squeeze them dry

Oh, Lord -

let us - somehow - lay our hands back

on those missed moments, unused hours,

misused days, quarter-used weeks,
overlooked months, dormant years
(and on the ramblers we met, half-asleep)  -

so that we may squeeze them dry 

and finally wipe off
the Attorney's hellish smirk -
for your greater glory
and our calm nights.