The Read

I’ve got fifty millimeter eyes
that pop open to f/3.2 in the wake of fear
In this self-imposed paralysis
my ears, tuned between frequencies
of 20Hz and 20kHz, can hear every sound
around the table
except the accelerated beating of my heart
drumming against my ribs
pumping blood with precious oxygen
to every muscle in my body
now primed and taut
should I decide to run for my life
when you call my bluff