May 26, 2009

Sometimes I'm not sure they should call it being smart.

Sometimes I think they should call it
a miserable brainfire of neuroses,
an assigned seat in a section where hardly anyone is sitting,
a plexiglass riot shield between you and enjoyment.

Know how I'm able to think of
such an inarguably positive thing as intelligence
in such an overwrought and shitty light?

I'm smart.

Posted by DC at May 26, 2009 12:38 AM
Comments

Wow. I like this a lot.

Posted by: Donald Shelton

That reminded me of this: http://nymag.com/news/features/27840/

Posted by: Benjamin Ragheb

You are so cool.

Posted by: Nicola
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