‘The Right Way Round’

Time always stood poisonously still – waiting it out upon with a precariously pretty smile fencing his face
A taste for many a thing albeit seriously fleeting
Momentarily out on rent, perhaps
A lapse or far more may well get to invite on in, spell a terrific fall
Other kids having brought it utterly upon themselves to take the edge right off
Soften the blow
Quite literally in this instance, a mud path of hope cut – barb-wired blood ‘n’ all – through an otherwise surefire blockade
When the remainder of us escaped
Capes on, a parade if needs be rather imaginatively