POETRY: IT BRINGS OUT THE POET IN ME BY PAUL TRISTRAM

MUSIC: Howard Billington – On My Own ... MUSIC: Howard Billington – Good Peopl...

POETRY: IT BRINGS OUT THE POET IN ME BY PAUL TRISTRAM

“My God, you have hand marks

all over your torso,

I can actually make out the fingers,

how many of them were there?

You went out last night

with only £2:50 in your pocket,

I should know I gave it to you,

and you end up in the Cells

for Drunk and Disorderly

and there’s £15 in your property bag

this morning… wow, that’s magic!

You’ve chipped another tooth,

Ok it looks cute but why are you

always doing this to yourself?

You invented ‘Bar-surfing’

for Christ Sake, three of your friends

have been put in intensive care

because of it, not from the falls

but from the kicking’s the Bouncers

have given them straight afterwards.

Listen, stop asking me to pour

your breakfast for you, I’m late

for work and you need to lay down

before I’m sacked and you fall down!”