Gossip Chamber by Paul Tristram

With seething, bloodshot eyes
and shaking, vengeful hands.
She loads another round
into the gossip chamber.
Their ruin and downfall
will be her Magnum Opus.
The traps of trickery
have been baited and set.
The webs of falsehood
and deception wove
into an astounding intricacy.
There is nothing more vile
and ugly than a narcissistic cunt.
Squirming and burning
in the lonely shadows
of the ONE outshining them.
To go to war over jealousy
is to begin already defeated.
Every selfish rope she tightens,
backstabbing blade she sharpens
upon the dull, green nubbin
of her charcoal ‘once’ heart.
Is in reality destined only
to carcass her own wretched soul.

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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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