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