Eye doctor
by Megalopolitan
Posted to Action Poetry on 2004-02-09 11:41:00
The doctor was trying to measure the accuracy of my eyes.
He thought I was trying to trick him, which I was.
I did not want a stronger prescription.
He knew what I was up to.
He told me to go with the gut feeling, not my intelligence.
After he said that he tried to be nice and talk.