My Mi9nd Is Carnivore

(Silent 9, Hidden 8)

by Paul Tristram / November 10th, 2019

Tooth-thoughts
sliding off
yesterday’s gristle.
I mentally tongue-lap
the blood and gravy
coagulating
around the image
of your
screeching,
blue-sirened,
ambulanced goodbye.
I wipe my mouth
upon a heart-
less sleeve…
as my mind
carrion crow picks
through the
battlefield bones
of your ‘Wreckage’
… lost to all
but, burial memories.

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. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.

This article was posted on Sunday, November 10th, 2019 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.