The first job for intelligence, I thought,
is finding happiness. That’s what I want
from genius (and it’s also how I sought).
If not, you’re just an idiot savant.
Likewise, I’ve long expected artful minds
to notice what exists with every sense –
to be attentive to specific kinds
denotes creative bent with diligence.

But I was incorrect. Although it’s strange
encountering stupidity in smart,
and seeing careless permeating skill,
awake and reasoning don’t interchange,
full consciousness is not a form of art,
and mindful’s a deliberate state of will.