– transfer –

wee bit of attention is just a
wee bit of attention. Did I mention?
Serves at Dunkin’ Donuts; slid me an
extra glazed donut – it hurts, don’t it?

Not a secret crush in Connecticut,
yet an opportunity I wouldn’t regret.
Got a chance to blush in Connecticut,
yet not one single stone has been set, ’cause

no one deserves to be a substitution
(Am I substituting bodies?);
no one wants second place resolution
(Who’s this second place hottie?).
To transfer my infatuation to an
slightly-less nonexistent situation
… a
valid fear, is it not?

D.J. Whisenant


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