my friends are smarter than me.

my friends are smarter than me. i am not. so brilliant.

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.

literary.

but maybe

i know things

like why revolver is better than rubber soul.

or

how to love.

i can't say it eloquently. with the words and revisions of my friends.

but maybe

i just know