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Array ( [sid] => 30844 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => staring game [time] => 2004-01-05 20:53:17 [hometext] => a metaphor? of course not! what's that? [bodytext] => look into my green eyes.
you must not blink,
nor laugh, or smile, or turn away.
you feel exposed.
I can see beyond your two brown eyes.
there are no defenses,
no looking away,
no sly smirks,
no winking,
no big hand motions.
it’s eyes only.
no clever words,
no diversion,
only your soul behind your eyes
staring into mine
searching for my timid soul
that lurks naked
behind the green glass,
like a pervert
waiting to be discovered,
excited and nervous
by the prospect of this game.
your eyes water.
will you blink?
not because they’re dry and itchy.
that’s not the trouble at all.
your soul wants to pull down the curtains.
how long can you bear to bare
the world behind your eyes
without the protective cover of your eyelids,
without grimaces that confound the meanings?
a secret of those who hide themselves well:
don’t look directly into my eyes
but slightly to one side or at my hairline.
you won’t discover anything profound there.
you won’t see my vulnerability,
or betray your own.
most importantly
you won’t know that I’m doing the same.
who will blink first?
face to face with mingled breath,
we might have kissed if the game wasn’t so important,
but we won’t dare look into each other’s soul
we’re both too stubborn to lose!

dec 09/03
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staring game

Contributed by me on Monday, 5th January 2004 @ 08:53:17 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

look into my green eyes.
you must not blink,
nor laugh, or smile, or turn away.
you feel exposed.
I can see beyond your two brown eyes.
there are no defenses,
no looking away,
no sly smirks,
no winking,
no big hand motions.
it’s eyes only.
no clever words,
no diversion,
only your soul behind your eyes
staring into mine
searching for my timid soul
that lurks naked
behind the green glass,
like a pervert
waiting to be discovered,
excited and nervous
by the prospect of this game.
your eyes water.
will you blink?
not because they’re dry and itchy.
that’s not the trouble at all.
your soul wants to pull down the curtains.
how long can you bear to bare
the world behind your eyes
without the protective cover of your eyelids,
without grimaces that confound the meanings?
a secret of those who hide themselves well:
don’t look directly into my eyes
but slightly to one side or at my hairline.
you won’t discover anything profound there.
you won’t see my vulnerability,
or betray your own.
most importantly
you won’t know that I’m doing the same.
who will blink first?
face to face with mingled breath,
we might have kissed if the game wasn’t so important,
but we won’t dare look into each other’s soul
we’re both too stubborn to lose!

dec 09/03

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Re: staring game (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Tuesday, 6th January 2004 @ 05:26:10 PM AEST
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Ok. This was very interesting. I still don't grasp your writing style. I liked the idea behind the poem and for the most part the poem itself.

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