she said,
as we talked
in the doorway,
you know that you
can't keep
your eyes looking into
my eyes
when we talk.
what?
i asked, what are you talking
about?
i see that you keep
glancing
at my breasts. sometimes
lingering for more
than a few seconds.
it's very demeaning,
there's more
to me than that by the way.
what?
that's not true.
that's not true
at all.
i'm having issues with
the optic nerves
in my eyes lately, so
it's not true, not true
at all.
yes, it is, she said,
it's called gawking
and i
can only imagine
what you look at
when i walk away.
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