… Neither, Abramelin [The Triad Of Past, Present, and Forever]

I took back my wry ‘Smile’
… and she coughed-up
a Magical Word Square.
I was only Interested
in the ‘Depth’
and ‘Texture’ of your
Character… between
Random and Focused
Conversation…
until you started ‘Lying’.
Now, my Predator’s on,
‘Merciless-Bone’ engaged
… and I am ready…
to unbutton your Pathway
out of this ludicrous Maze.
Let us not sweep…
‘Intuition’ under the rug
of worrisome Indecision.
You ‘Debase’ yourself
to ‘Go In Deeper’…
not to Ascend On Higher
… I’m Impressed
by your Selfishness…
we can work with that
… but, first, we need
to Finish TRAPPING
you inside of that Ugly Ego.

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.