The Kamikaze Cleopatras

by Paul Tristram / July 16th, 2023

Hey, here we fucking go
The fun is about to begin.
I’m standing at the bar
Topping up my sin.
I’m smiling like a daisy
Neurotic as a clown.
The Kamikaze Cleopatras
Have just got back in town.
We’re switching off the wisdom
We’re spending all the rent.
We’re drinking neat Geronimo
Until the hallucinations are spent.
Debauchery is dealing
The cards are marked by time.
I’ve lost another year of sunshine
For another night of grime.
I’m pioneering paranoia
Just watch me fucking go.
I want to buy her flowers
But my cravings are saying no.
The condom machine is broken
I hit it with a chair.
That will fucking teach it
I told it not to stare.
Patience is a virgin
I’ve chatted her up all night.
She’s not wearing underwear
At least not in this light.
I’m smiling like a daisy
Neurotic as a clown.
The Kamikaze Cleopatras
Well, they’ve just got back in town.

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’ is available to purchase right here . Also his collection of shorter fiction Kicking Back Drunk ‘Round The Candletree Graves' is available to purchase at https://bookgoodies.com/a/B0DFMTSR4F Both books are published by Close To The Bone Publishing. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.

This article was posted on Sunday, July 16th, 2023 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.