Eyes Down, I Clash Averted

Eyes down, I do the test. Eyes down, it's you I detest. Avert your vicious stare, your blazing eyes, frying me. I won't look up, until you look away. I can see what your eyes are doing peripherally, in the corner of my eyes, while I blaze away at your belly button. I feign deep thought by looking down to the left. I feign deep feelings by looking down to the right. Once your eye-stare stalking fails to get attention. I will lift my sights and up my eyes, to eye to eye level. Then it's my turn to searchlight stare at your eyes, blazing not blinking. Daring you to look back, to up your eyes to mine. The Ante is Upped You Bastard!