Gross Maudlin
by Paul Tristram / June 28th, 2020
Counting (Earlier) abortions
and (Later) miscarriages’
… after abseiling
three quarters down
the slippery inside
of a Gordon’s Gin bottle.
‘Not All Wounds Can Be Stitched’
she has tattooed
around her left ankle
… with a loose cluster
of dead baby initials
dangling beneath it.
“It’s the foot I step last with…
it means they always
trail within my shadow.”
Good for nothing,
but waiting,
and providing everything
… except what’s MISSING!
Half-hour later,
he tucks her in gently
… and silently, and frowning
he leaves the backdoor for work.
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.
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This article was posted on Sunday, June 28th, 2020 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.
