letting the look linger, just half a second too long tells all.
what is love? this is dumb at first site. that’s what I am–
dumb, when this,
the linger-look happens, I get stunned into stupid stupor.
oh, how cute. look what a look does to my verses:
these are sick and sweet, too cute even for me, too adorable
except for the tiniest baby.
babies are bigger today. you can see the ugly ones that may not
grow into something other than homely. I appreciate this
because sometimes I think all I notice is the neat and tight,
the beyond gorgeous. god, the thought frightens me, makes my
heart flutter more than it should,
what with the condition and all.