Stares

Staring. Stares. Incessant stares. Gazes which last far longer than we knew they could possibly last. These are the sort which, especially from the opposite gender, can be most despiseable. Ugh.

You ever get where there are just some people who you want to say to, "keep your eyes to yourself, please?" It would be nice if that could be done in a nice, decent way.

“Stares”

By Leah K. Oxendine

I sit here, defenseless, powerless,

Unable to make you cease

Apparently,

You’re captivated with me

Wish I could make you stop

You pierce me with your eyes,

You penetrate, I despise

Wishing I could take your stare

And push it far away from me elsewhere

Anywhere

You make my insides crawl

You drive me up the wall

You know it ain’t polite?

When you watch me like a hawk

When will you learn to stop?

I probably shouldn’t care

I try to make myself forget

What’s a little incessant stare, they say

What’s a little gaze that never ends?

Everything

Stop devouring me with your gaze

You’ll never win my heart this way

I’m not an exhibit for you to examine

So wishing I could take your stare

And push it far away, elsewhere.

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