their ideas are better. solid. and mine are wary. and strange.
i can't talk about theology. i don't think much about jesus. i won't ponder
the cosmos i've yet to read any thoreau.
sometimes. i write poems. sometimes they're cheesy.
i have wishywashy opinions. and i feel things too much.
i can be brave. but i am not smart.
i am not intellectual.
i am not scholarly.
i know things
like why revolver is better than rubber soul.
how to love.
i can't say it eloquently. with the words and revisions of my friends.
i just know