I am not the
smartest guy
in the room.
I do not even know
what that
would mean.
there is so very
much i
do not know.
but i do
know
that i don't want
to be here
and I know I
don't want to meet your friends.
a pretty face, small breast and skinny limbs
had
rendered me temporarily
mentally incapacitated.
dumb in fact. or stupid. take your pick.
a pretty face
will do that.
I shouldn't be making any major decisions,
I shouldn't try to get to know you-
fuck
I shouldn't operate heavy machinery,
let alone have driven here.
Honey-
I am not who you think I am.
I am actually a moron, lummox, a galoot
and you're trouble.
the smartest
guy in the room
is the first to
head for the door.
and it just happened to be me.
09'
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