She knows I’ll kill it.
She has wide set eyes.
Wide set eye women are notoriously slow to react and laid back to a degree you think they are high.
She is a fool….a stupid fool.
And, with a glance, she knows my soul’s truth and the situation’s gravity.
I first think her eyes to be hazel, but they are dirt brown.
Brown eyes are a result of Fascist genes dominating and capitulating all other color expressions. The only hope for something beautiful when brown hangs around is mutation. Freak prettiness.
Stupid and plain.
Yes, I judge her as harshly as I am sure she is judging me as she commands me via eye contact to train my own eyes away from my guilty piss cup.
“May I pray for you while we wait?”
Unnerved, I nod.
She closes her dumb, ugly eyes and opens her previously ignored mouth whispering hope, salvation, and redemption.
She and I transform.
Perhaps, faith is best with her eyes closed not blind.