The Great ‘Poetry Groupie Rebellion’ of 2014 by Paul Tristram

Seamless… yet, chaotic & psychotic
in their Cinzano and Martini bottle un-sobriety.
Amazon-thighed, with belt-sized skirts…
they noisily prepare to storm the battlements
of ‘Modern Day Literature’
via wailing promiscuity, drunkenness
and the trembling High Street.
‘Tis ‘Hunting Season’ most ridiculous,
Durex bullets, lipstick kissed & tossed as missiles
up & over into the un-delicate, sweating throng.
There’s a ‘Riot’ in the toilet stalls,
a ‘Witch-Hunt’ in the public bar
& a ‘Tournament Of Tears’ backstage…
crouched low & cowering
behind the Blake & Auden collections.
Boots the Chemist is out of Kleenex & Clap Lotion
for 3 Boroughs in each & every direction.
It’s simply not safe to be a Poet nowadays,
when broken fingers under ‘Clear Heels’
are your reward for composing free verse
for the Vultures, Hypocrites & Losers
then daring to publically preform your Filthy Art.

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) ‘Poetry From The Nearest Barstool’ at And a split poetry book ‘The Raven And The Vagabond Heart’ with Bethany W Pope at You can also read his poems and stories here!

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