Face-Stalking

After looking at the pictures for a while - it’s like they’re determined to take revenge for the lustful stares they’ve been getting - they start to look back. Suddenly the tables turn and I start to feel naked and ashamed. Their stares penetrate my very soul. What am I doing? Why am I doing this? Look at me, how very pathetic. 

It’s not just one pair of eyes. It’s the whole screen of faces with eyes staring back at me. I feel cold. Like when Eve took a bite out of the forbidden fruit. Naked. I start to feel disgusted with myself. Dirty. I need to bathe with boiling water, scrub my eyes with bleach. I surrender. 

I close the window.