Contributor: Paul Tristram

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Onto the pavement I fall
returning its cold touch.
My shoulders fell forward
the weight was too much.
I crawl into an alleyway
and hide behind some bins.
Once more a crash landing
once more the enemy wins.


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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.