Cloak & Swagger by Paul Tristram

Chewing upon a disgruntled knucklebone,
an echo, if you will,
of Yesterday’s crunching departure.
He side-streets the electric-blue early evening,
evading flashing lights,
out-of-pocket moneylenders
and the foolish eaters of half-promises.
Beware his shadowed eyes…
they hold a cold reasoning
foreign and absolutely at odds
with the common way of thinking.
If there is a short cut to take?
He’ll dead-end it behind him, completely.
The Swagger hides his true meaning…
wicked smile, honey-traps the malice.
No mercy, no quarter, no cat & mouse games.
The sounds of violence are deafening…
yet, hidden cleverly away
until split-seconded jack-in-the-boxed
into a cornered face, baffled and bewildered…
with absolutely no chance of flight nor retreating.

Unbreakable Published in BoySlut August 27th 2013 & Dead Snakes Jan 10th 2016

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 You can also read his poems and stories here!


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