A Backdrop For The Impossible

“Do it again! Do it again! Do it again!
… pppplllllleeeeeaaaasssseeeee!!!”
It wasn’t quite Levitating…
barely an ‘Air-Pause’… more ‘Strain’
… I think it was my Ta-Da hands
and Gentlemanly, Theatrical bow
… which got the fine Ladies excited.
“Why do you keep swaggering
out of the lamplight pavement shine?”
“I’d have to kill you…
and you’re far too pretty for all that.”
I replied, switching my grin to a smirk.
“You speak in beautiful riddles…
which linger after you’ve vanished”
We walked past the City’s Park…
I pointed out the almost-blind man
who sits upon a bench each night
throwing bread to the 20 odd rats
scurrying around his defenceless feet.
“He thinks they’re thin-tailed squirrels”
I explained, with a slight shudder.
“Ewww, why haven’t you told him?”
asked the one with cerulean blue eyes.
“Oh, I haven’t the heart, my dear
… come, let us head to the quayside…
I’m going to chalk-draw a doorway
onto one of the back lane brick walls
and entice a Ghost to wander through.”

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.