Seconds to Last - Colin Newman

At a conference of one

I present my case

Freezing takes time, arson takes lives

The meeting adjourned to examine my biology

A home on a hilltop or a hole in the ground

My teeth were wired

I could hardly swallow

Now time seems suspended

My mouth was aching, my back was breaking

The tables turned, imagine!

My parts regrouped

I await this outcome

The grinding is stopped, the filing begins

I have to consider, I cannot decide

Some find disarray, some find misery

My fate decided, my attention divided

My seat reserved in a momentary diversion

Hung over in a cliff-hanger, yet still not losing grip

I seem excited, yet rarely satisfied