Genius I met the other day
He looked at me and walked away
What did he see, thought I with frown,
Fellow genius or happy clown?
– John Mcleod
If I lived this life
all over again,
I’d probably make
as many mistakes,
they’d just be different.
But at this fucking moment
life is noticeably
And surprisingly
good.
I could explain
but you can guess.
Minus the blowjob.
Which could be mine
if I only asked nicely.
And not even seventy-three.
Some slow genius there.
I don’t care who knows.
Not proud, just lucky.
And a tad elusive.