Well Rid [Back To Your ‘Rot’ With You, Scumbag]

“You ‘Immediately’ sat yourself down
next to the woman with face scars
… when there was a pretty one…”
“Up her own arse.”
“With a vacant seat next to her.
You’re Strange…”
“Innit.”
“You find ‘Confidence’ attractive,
but, you hate ‘Ego’ and ‘Vanity’.”
“False Ego… I like ‘Honesty’
… I’m okay with anything
built upon solid, real brickwork…
‘Achievements’, ‘Talents’,
people born ‘Blessed’ and ‘Lucky’
… those truly ‘Balanced’ are not
‘Mean’ or ‘Cruel’ merely
‘Self-Centred’ and ‘Impartial’, yeah.
But, if you’ve gotta Breadcrumb
‘Losers’ to feel Big and Important
then you’re ‘Scum’, sunshine,
and I don’t care how ‘Beautiful’
you look… you are ‘Ugly’ inside.
It’s the same as ‘Gossipers’
and ‘Two-Faced’ fuckwits…
if you are of that ‘Stinking’ ilk
… then you’re merely shouting
to the world about how weak,
broken, and pathetic you really are.
You’re tearing other people down
because you’re In-fucking-capable
of risING up and ‘Equaling’ them,
never mind ‘Surpassing’ them…
and everyone, including you, knows it.”

 

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.