Stygian Sisters Chwech

Caliginous cunnilingus
… with graveyard
bells & whistles…
bought her a weeks
reprieve…
besides, we want her
Man to forward freely
… out of honourable
intentions to Sacrifice
… the precious,
colourful ‘Butterfly’
… the Otherside
gifted him with at Birth
… afore some other
Wench sees it fluttering
‘round inside his
‘Good-As-Gold’ Heart.

Blood Of My Blood
… we Descend
DEEPER…
with each Halted
Ascension we SnAkE.
As we Course-The-Hare
… of their Options,
Narrowing Walkways
… whilst leading
with pretend-pity
… echoes.
Denying ‘Mercy’
… will be but the gravy
we finger-lick…
from the broken plates
we shall Conjure
of their desperate Lives!

•  Chwech is the Welsh word for Six

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.