The Pervert
In my nightmare,
a sinister wall phone rings.
I pick up the red receiver.
It dribbles salacious static.
Indistinct phrases buzz blue.
I cringe at the sound of his voice,
a wizened man with frizzled hair
who eats hymens like mussels.
Next time the phone rings
there’ll be no raped reaction.
I’ll swallow his ragged breath
and spit back sharp words
that shrivel him silent:
“Just show me what
you’ve got, old man,
right now, fuck, yes.”
Photography © Allison Goldin
Donna M. Davis is a poet and former English teacher who lives in Central New York and operates a book design and resume writing service. She has had her poetry published in The Comstock Review, Poetpourri, The Centrifugal Eye, The Milo Review, Halcyon Magazine, Latitudes, The Altadena Review, and others.
Allison Goldin is an artist living in California. Her work is a collection of spontaneous drawings from the imagination. The most common link throughout her art are the semi-recognizable creatures scattered amongst and bringing together the surrounding doodles.
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