Other Moments
Splinter of wood underneath a nail
Spiked on a tree where hope was pinned
Pining for a moment of even more
It just slipped out there
Harping on the old tune, playing the piping
Suspense on a bridgehead distorting and curving classical angles
Hanging in the slipstream
Is there any movement?
Swaying in the shadows
Could this be my moment?
Novel undertakings clear the place where it all feeds in
Promising tomorrows we shall see what we shall see
Forensic score the final test, borrowing blood the final brief
Quicken to the point express arrival, it's yours today
