hard to relax under observation

he noted that my shoulders were hunched and there
was an edge to the sound, but how else when he's watching me like
a hawk does a small prairie dog running from hole to hole.
it's hard to relax under observation.
the air molecules vibrate between the hawk's eye
and the sheen of the praire dog's fur as each photon passes
from one surface to the other other, the high frequencies of blue
all the way down to the heat of  infrared, it's a continuum like
a rainbow of tension until the small rodent reaches safety and
disappears, the hawk rises up into a thermal, his immense wing span
diminishing into relaxation.