iDepervert

iDepervert

 

east enders is on the telly and

phil mitchell is shouting at

someone i’m on my lappy watching 

kittens and gemma is sitting with

her boyfriend jed there’s

a tumbleweed wall between them

but it can’t hold back an atmosphere of

nuclear winter from freezing me

 

when gemma went to the kitchen

to make a cuppa tea

i followed i’m nosey i’m inquisitive

thinking there’s some

spikey gossip to be had

eventually i get her to open up

a bit

she explained a pair of knickers

had fallen out of his ruck sack

she disappeared

came back holding them up

THEY’RE MINE

i screamed they were in me laundry

basket the pervert’s been in me room

oh my days i think i’m gonna

be sick

 

i feel violated i feel abused i feel

invaded i feel creeped out

my belly is churning my eyes

are fixed with a seething anger

phil mitchell is shouting at

someone to GET OUT and i know

how he feels but there is

a better way than shouting and

screaming a way that has

claws and whiskers

poor jed is about to be hit

with a smack of female vengeance

that will snuff out his swagger

deep like a dagger

 

there was one thing i didn’t

quite understand i mean there’s

gem in the kitchen boiling

as she brews the tea and him

pervy pants

sitting in our front room

watching our telly i ask her

what gives it’s a time for violence

not silence

she smiles

come into my parlour …