What's the use of being reclusive
If you can’t be a genius
If I were the valedictorian
I could say I was concentrating on my studies
If I could sing like Ethel Merman
I could say I was concentrating on my music
Or my acting
If I could make a symmetrical pot
Or draw a perfect comic
Or train chickens
Or build a computer in my garage
I would have an excuse
As it is
I’m just a freak
A failure
A loser with no friends
Not a reclusive genius
Whenever I hold a pencil
I have
the urge to draw something; to watch
something
take shape under the careful watch
of my
The fish are back. The first thing I see when I open my eyes is two of them fighting, hovering just below the popcorn ceiling. Well, that’s a development, at least. I yawn and rub the crustiness out of the corners of my eyes.
Driving down dirt roads
Ten miles per hour over the speed limit
Oops
Slowing down
Tapping my foot to my new depression playlist
Tears
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