up, uP, UP!

by Paul Tristram / August 11th, 2019

“Hey man, well met, you’re a bleeding sight
for sore, bloodshot, debauched eyes.
Where’ve ya been hiding?
Jail? On the run? A woman?
Oh whatever, we live n’ learn, right.
What matters is that you’re back,
and you’ve brought that million £ smile with ya.
I was just stepping outta the Bookies,
collecting me winnings, yeah…
and I spies ya coming down the cobbles
with a half swagger,
half Trojan Moonstomp going on.
Right, 2 ticks, mate…
I’m a-bell a Dealer, The Guest List Geezer,
Madam Midnight for her Top Love-Suites
(Just in case we end up going the duration
and not ending up in the wrong type of cuffs)
… and a 6 Man Wrecking Crew, nah, scratch that,
let’s make it an 18 Man Demolition Firm.
Paint the town red? Are you kidding me,
we’re gonna ‘High Plains Drifter’ it, me old china.”

Paul Tristram is a widely published Welsh writer who deals in the Lowlife, Outsider, and Outlaw genres.  He wrote his first poem as a teenager following his release from the (Infamous) Borstal ‘HMP Portland’, and he has been creating Literary Terrorism ever since.  His novel ‘Crazy Like Emotion’ is available to purchase right here . Also his collection of shorter fiction Kicking Back Drunk ‘Round The Candletree Graves' is available to purchase at https://bookgoodies.com/a/B0DFMTSR4F Both books are published by Close To The Bone Publishing. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.

This article was posted on Sunday, August 11th, 2019 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.