Snatch You Back

“They called me [In]…
as a Last Resort
… to Blast Open
your Heart Chakra!
You’re on your own
with the Throat one.”

Picture my Face
and tell me honestly
that you cannot taste
‘Blood-Metallic’
… the Senses
Past-Life Regress
instinctually…
unlike that normal
[Caged] Awareness.

You cannot tiptoe off
the Assembly Line…
you Twist-Away
Mentally [First]
before finally…
Leaping to Freedom.

I told you I’d find you
… around the middle
of this Incarnation…
and whisper the colour
‘Scarlet’… into your
[Awakening] Memory
… and here We are…
Energetically joint-
clicking-back-together.

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.