The Day I Watched ‘Grey Gardens’ And Threw Myself Off Next Door’s Roof, Backwards by Paul Tristram

Hitler was a racist lunatic.
Mussolini, an Italian one.
Hannibal The Cannibal, a hungry, fictional psychopath…
based upon a real life Mexican doctor.
Genghis Khan… and he did!
Brady and Hindley, double-barrelled narcissists.
Fred and Rosemary West, sex maniacs.
Jeffrey Dahmer, lonely… aw, poor little muffin bear.
Ted Bundy, never got over his first heartbreak, sad cunt.
Dr Crippen, an adulterer.
Albert Fish, the fucking bogeyman come real.
Napoleon, ruthless, yet, a brilliant opportunist and chancer.
Attila The Hun, well, if you give a young boy a sissy name like that
then he’s going to have to rebel ‘Big Time’ to make up for it.
I’ve scrolled through hours and hours of online pages
reading about some of the most horrible people in history
and I still can’t bleach Big and Little Edie’s tits from my mind.
But, the singing, oh Lord have mercy and give me strength,
I feel like something ‘Once Bright’ has diminished in my very soul.

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/