When I was just seventeen

I was approached by a homosexual

In a sunken toilet opposite the tube station

Nothing happened apart from my distress

But I waited for him at the street level entrance

He smiled at me as he ascended the steep stairs

That was a big mistake as I punched him in the face

He flew backwards into the disgusting void

As I had committed a violence I left quickly

A week later I read in the local paper

That a middle aged man had been attacked

In a men’s toilet on Shepherds Bush Green

He had suffered a fractured skull and other injuries

Police it was said were hunting for beautiful blonde youth