Where The Whisperers Are

by Paul Tristram / July 12th, 2020

The anti-psychotic medication
is driving me crazy…
all Channels
and Communication
is BLOCKED!
My periods have started
thinning-out,
and I’ve car-crashed
straight into anorexia again.
I only self-harm
when I choose to, myself
… no gimmick, or tantrum…
it’s deeper, personal
… a business
not for the noses of others.
I just want off this zombie ward,
home to my little council flat,
with its salt-lined windows,
and jars of bent nails…
so I can crawl into the Hive,
ladder-climb down
the Well of my Soul…
and make my [SAFE] way
back to where The Whisperers are.

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, July 12th, 2020 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.