———-Cut Here———- by Paul Tristram

You wanna try being 2’d up
with him, mate.
Nah, nothing like that…
deranged and unpredictable.
I had to half strangle
the cunt one night
just to calm him the fuck down.
Talks to ghosts and dead people,
eyes like Charles Manson.
And I don’t know who he was
up on that top bunk praying to
but it certainly wasn’t God.
More scary when he’s quiet,
bizarre when he’s straight,
hard work, good and proper.
Bit his own finger off on his birthday,
scalded Jimmy Teabags
to prove a point about irony?
I was glad to get transferred,
it was the hardest 6 months I’ve done.

paul bodmin jail 2
Paul Tristram is a Welsh writer who has poems, short stories, sketches and photography published in many publications around the world, he yearns to tattoo porcelain bridesmaids instead of digging empty graves for innocence at midnight; this too may pass, yet. Buy his books ‘Scribblings Of A Madman’ (Lit Fest Press) http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1943170096 ‘Poetry From The Nearest Barstool’ at http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1326241036 And a split poetry book ‘The Raven And The Vagabond Heart’ with Bethany W Pope at http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1326415204 You can also read his poems and stories here! http://paultristram.blogspot.co.uk/

 

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