Beyond Wunderbar!!!

We are alive, my liebling…
within the most perfect
of [uncaged] moments
… indulge and enjoy,
as the world applauds
our artistic, sexual,
and narcotic… freedom.
The fairy-tale
is always much darker
traversed via actual
drunken footsteps
… than book pages.
The notorious 1920’s
debauched Weimer ‘sunsets’
are made to be viewed
back-to-front
… those who do not
awake nocturnally
… are the cog-turners,
the religious, and the pillars.
Ringvereine affiliations
… outside of actual
criminal necessity
… are a ‘self-destructive’
form of gamble…
so quaint to observe.
Kabarett gallows humour
hangs public morality
up by its naked balls
… and the only times
I’ve felt God’s presence,
… in my good-for-nothing,
nonchalant, reckless life
… is when fucking
a low-level prostitute…
like they are, in fact,
condescending me a favour.

Paul Tristram is a widely published Welsh writer, who’s currently up to his elbows in Magic, and long may it remain this way. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.