When Eyes Wander Around My Corners

E. R. Smith 2018

Wonder about those eyes curling around me,

as I lick my treat,

Orbs sailing all about me, weighing hide,

scaling seat,

Want to whisper of my afternoon, loving,

splayed laid rough

Pressure buildup, squeezed, long way past


Upraised eyebrows assess my calves, amused wonder,

Oh if only I were interested to share their world of  plunder?

Sigh, eyes roll, my soul, should I testify?!

Rally against ignorance, fatal misjudgements, apprize?

Lay bare all facts, artifacts, demonstrate false surmise

But to lift these lids, No!

Ignorance deserves no prize.