Contributor: Paul Tristram

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Without a drink life becomes weird
day to day life becomes so very strange.
I need a drunken gap in the proceedings
I need to section and to re-arrange.
With soberness comes a bad conscience
with indulgence another need for more.
More hazy days from this bright reality
for another trench within life’s floor.
Although I succumb to the call easily
though I retire from the sober fight.
I seek the warmth of unconsciousness
not an easy way to make things right.
Life to me has always been a battle
I expect certain things to go wrong.
I only ever really feel uncomfortable
when placed somewhere I don’t belong.
In alcoholism I find a short holiday
where I can just relax, swim and float.
where I can shout “Enough is enough!”
and pull the hand away from my throat.
I have tried to abstain from my habit
several times have I tried to give up.
But the insane mathematics of sobriety
simply and absurdly just don’t add up?


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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.