She Who Is Coiled

My very own ‘Kundalini Awakening’
was a little on the Dark Side,
and that’s putting it mildly.
I’d already spent decades
SMASHING my Psyche to bits
with Alcohol and Drugs…
in search of [New] Inner Doorways.
Tragedy births a Side-View
of the ‘Self’
crucial to Transformation
… I channelled PRESSURE
inwards, rejecting [Former] bouts
of Physical, External Destruction…
in favour of tolerating Mental Pain.
The ‘Hallucinations’ of all variety,
weird, sick, trippy drug-waves
and various strains of Panic/Anxiety
… were all ‘Old Hat’, so to speak…
but, the ‘Ego Death’
was something else completely…
it took numerous [Botched]
Hatchet-Jobs… to still that Fucker.
Yet, to Concrete ‘Confidence’…
one must go Naked into the Flames
… to emerge finally Maskless.
“We Can’t Balance You Until Sober”
… I kept hearing through the fog…
“If You Don’t Help We Will Nudge”
and, Jesus Christ, didn’t THEY just.

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.