by Paul Tristram / October 29th, 2017 That ‘Puncture Wound’ no longer weeps…but, it aches, like rack-broken bonesstretching past life regression-likethrough the dawn of each new, cold morningand out onwards into incalculable eternity.The ‘Cracks’ of your soul are too deep to fill,the ‘Hollow’ and ‘Hunger’ of your fractured heartwill never be sated by the tricks … Continue reading Focus… Unfocus… It’s Always There, Like A Thorn In The Tender Underneath Of Your Tired and Battered Soul