Remember His Tattoos [A Product Of These Unsettling Times]

~ my money’s on us, muthafucka ~

Busy ‘Snatching-Up’ Jackpots
with a contemptuous sneer
… I bettered the Morrow…
‘Today’… which leaves
plenty of time left for Play.
You are not Significant
enough for Battle-Charger
… I’m Gunning for Higher
-Level ‘Genius Strokes’…
I Hail no God who expects
me to [Fucking] Kneel Down.
Three Sheets To The Wind
… and, she’ll only Distract
me the once… I don’t care
how Voluptuous she might be.
“Switch’ll sort ya out, innit
… he’s always ‘Got’, yeah…
nah, don’t be a div, mate,
mentioning my name ain’t
gonna help you in your quest.”
The Door Security to the right
has caught a whiff of her scent
… waiting for him to Wobble
-The-Corner… and we’ll
tiptoe across and side entrance
all Unvetted and Unscrupulous.

* Preliminary Scoping before ‘Taxing’ the Armed Robbers at Gunpoint like Bastards

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.