Drama Hounds

I’m becoming quite clairvoyant lately
just sitting in The Goldfish Bowl
people watching the afternoon away.
They say that some folk can see auras,
colours and lights around each person.
I see Demons, Skeletons and Drama Hounds.
I mean just look at that busybody over there,
storming up the road, tongue wagging
ten to the dozen, eyes like starving vultures.
She has a whole pack of Drama Hounds
growling around her big, fat interfering feet.
Absolutely no good can come from
having anything to do with that person,
she’ll ruin you as soon as look at you.
Yet, she’ll force herself into your life
given half a chance and sour your soul.
But you know this already, don’t you?
you’ve had run-ins with her sort before.
It’s a shame crucifixes and holy water
don’t work on that kind of monstrosity.

Paul Tristram is a widely published Welsh writer, who’s currently up to his elbows in Magic, and long may it remain this way. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.