Battering-Blue [Moribund and Redundant]
~ I knew that there’d be trouble… just as soon as I heard I was invited ~
by Paul Tristram / November 5th, 2023
Just a whiff of a Rumour
… toed-back by Nicky
[Who’d just returned
from an outside
Court Appearance]…
and shit got real fast.
We urged that little
junkie-fuck Shiner
to accidentally-on
-purpose nudge him
in the canteen queue
once… he ignored it
[Big Fucking Mistake]
dog-whistling Gang
‘Finger-Snaps’… and,
Shiner moved in again
… this time he half
-turned and frowned.
“He’s losing his bottle,”
I hissed, then nodded.
Three of them had him
with metal food trays
at the corner-bend
back towards the stairs.
“Not so clever now
… you gobby prick,”
spat an Officer… before
ending the kerfuffle
with a [Bored] “Enough!”
* Cotter’s last [hidden] journal entry before the ‘Prison Napalm’ revenge attack that left him permanently blind in one eye.
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.
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This article was posted on Sunday, November 5th, 2023 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.
