FELT UP
By Mia Nikasimo| With thanks to Blacklooks
Thursday, March 1, 2012.
Don’t do that in the name of helping me
You felt me up felt me up felt me up felt
That was the first time you felt me up
As I looked on you felt my upper arm up
Again! What happened to my boundaries?
Again! That was the second time again
How would you feel if someone felt up
Your sister so? Felt your sister up felt her
And all in the name of lending a hand.
In you came with all these forms felt up
“Fill these forms”. “Take this”. “Bring those”.
“You will need to bring every document”
You felt me up again. My stomach turns.
And then I remembered why I felt felt up
Again, felt up felt felt me up; stop it, stop!
And then I remembered you felt me up
Again, felt up gelt up felt up, gelt me up
And then I remembered again and again
Is this what action for employment means?
You kept talking about me over my shoulders
Don’t patronise me for initiatives taken, mine
If that’s what that feeling up was about, don’t
Don’t resort to gropesome abuse; feeling me up
Your infringements of my boundaries sickens
How would you feel if someone felt your sister
Up like you felt me up. How would you feel?
Don’t feel me up for laughs; don’t feel me up
Don’t feel me up for laughs; don’t feel me up
Don’t feel me up for laughs; don’t don’t don’t
Don’t feel me up for laughs; no, it’s not funny
You are not telling me groping is your remit
Don’t feel me up, don’t patronise me don’t, no!
Get me the job by all means get me a job , any
And while at it respect my boundaries, stop!
(c) Mia Nikasimo
Mia Nikasimo is a writer at The Sphinx Publishers