I Would Have Liked To Have Eaten Ice-Cream With Gaby Montbreuse

… Upon A Winter’s Early Afternoon, In Between Chapters

and seeking [nocturnal] Riddles
to BREACH… the Light.
The way she walks away
from her skirt
as it HITS the bedroom floor
… that’s how EASY
both Rejection and Acceptance
are… when the Mind
settles a bargain with the Heart.
I’m building a Life Raft out of
forget-me-lots [sic][and tired]
… to bring fresh Blushes,
from Newer Faces… my way.
“I never actually Stopped
‘Sinning’… I merely Paused.”
‘Energy Cord Cutting Rituals’
don’t ever work upon ‘wankers’
… Silence does.

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. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.