The second he checks into the clinic
I make every sensible attempt to avert my eyes

for eye contact with him feels like rape
with a dash of torture
as foreplay

Intuition tells me this:

"stay as far the fuck away from him as you can"

taking heed to these internal warnings has never been my greatest strength

but in this case

it's second fucking nature
my friend

he is evil incarnate I'm sure

for I'm the one that can normally find the good
even with a shitty hand and an empty wallet

but in this circumstance

I'm left naked with legs completely spread open against my will

when by accident I make the mistake of looking up
only to clarify what day would suit him best
to return for a follow up...


as he utters-

" you know you have one hazel eye, and one brown eye"

I shudder and become instantly nauseous
as I clear my throat
but he senses my distraction

and that was exactly the reaction he was going for

I suppose I'm not as good at this
as I thought I was