He is one of those people

He is one of those people

Those serious people

With DEEP problems

With PROBING questions

About life, about death,

and sometimes…

….about normal stuff too, like who won the football match yesterday.

(Who cares?(....for all the above))

Yes, one of those weirdos

Though he hides it well

Coming across reasonably normal;

funny, a bit goofy, but always intelligent

Girls like that.

They like when you engage with them

Not being sexist, but boys know better.

Is it what you say that counts, or how you say it?

Does it really matter –

that I understand how reactive oxygen species damage my DNA as I age?

In what sense does it

make sense to say; “space is expanding faster than the speed of light”?

Is 90% of communication really non-verbal?

I should talk less and move more.

And when he engages with them, he engages their interest

and they easily begin to like him

he is actually a nice guy, how rare!

A nice, intelligent guy, who always texts back

And puts smiley faces into the texts

And who likes to cuddle and stuff

And is attentive, and caring,

And a big sap

And by being all those things,

I’ll tell you what he really is;

lonely, confused, pseudo-intellectual

Not enough intellectual capacity to understand,

or to understand not to bother understanding

Not enough emotional capacity to lose himself in a life with another

a nice, happy life, with 2.4 or so kids.

A mixed bag that looks good on paper, but doesn’t really cut it

- like an Alpha Romeo, or something.

That is he

he is me

(…as the “mistake” on line 22 has already suggested…go on, count the lines…it makes the poem last longer…see, I am funny! (Not.))

should he reveal his true self?

Thus freeing himself from the constraints of his limitations? (Did he just do that?)

Get on(e) with it.

…would you?

…do you?

21.05.07