It Wasn’t That

It wasn’t that I rated being smart.
You never had to rally to combat
a prejudice. You took too much to heart.
It wasn’t that.

The fact is I’m attracted to eclat,
but IQ doesn’t have to play a part —
a boring interaction leaves me flat.

I think we got distracted from the start,
conflating high intelligence with chat
about a subject gripping as Descartes.
It wasn’t that.


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