The gaslighter’s hobby
It’s a kind of
deer trap,
a freeze-frame. Control panel.
No place to step out of line.
There is no room for error.
You have to be perfect
if you’re born female.
Clearly, you’re lucky to be
tracked, stalked, harassed.
You’re not meant to complain
if they tear you to pieces
bit by bit in distain.
Watched, listened or read,
but hey, it’s all in your head.
If you’re the gaslighter’s hobby,
he won’t show his hand,
guarding his privacy so hard
while ensuring you have none.
Copyright Vickie Johnstone, February 4, 2021
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