Confessions of a Brainiac
A Brainiac, she called me,
or rather, asked if I was, of some kind.
Now there's a name,
As Alec Guinness once said,
I haven't heard in a long, long time.
A long time.
It's sweetened, over the years,
but Nerd and Geek have stayed just as coarse,
while becoming more common. Too, too common.
As usual, I didn't have a ready answer. I had to check.
Yes. Of some kind. But more to the point, decades vanished
in my mind, and, again, in my mind, we meet on a playground,
hanging, perhaps, upside down on a Jungle Gym, pony tails
and scuffed knees.
I'm some kind of brainiac. Yes. Say the word and I'm yours.
4/30/2011