Worlds Apart

… it had just stopped raining,
and there came swans,
shockingly white,
like fleeing innocence,
flying low over the tops…
of the jet black Mourners.
And I pointed, and uttered
“Wow, fucking juxtaposition!”
… everyone turned
in my direction,
just like always…
whoops, innit.
She kicked my foot, quickly
“Focus, Pauly… seriously,
you need to stay ‘Grounded’
until this fucking thing’s done.”
“… but, She’s not even there…
in that poxy box
… She’s already…”
“I know, baby, I know…
but, this isn’t for Her, right,
it’s for them, let ‘em have it…”

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.