Her Ligature

My ‘Limp’ is just Perfect,
I can still feel
the cobweb of the ‘Sprain’
… I am ‘Real’ again.

At the Hospital Cafeteria,
a Gentleman
held open the door for me
and said, and I quote
“There you go, sweetheart.”
as I hobbled on by
… absolutely Beaming.

Last week I was invisible,
to everyone
but the ‘Mock’
… under the stairs
I sketched my arms
with a compass point
… the relief…
there was no ‘Relief’
… I have moved up a Level.

Permanent ‘Crutches’
… a chair whilst I queue.
‘Eye-Contact’
and ‘Thoughtful Manners’
from The Strangers,
who for all of those years
… branded my Soul
with their callous indifference.

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’ published by Close To The Bone Publishing is available to purchase right here Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.