Poetry

The Fall, 24 (268.)

It’s funny when I think about
all the old nerd stereotypes
from my childhood,
’cause like,
every narrow-minded kid
saw a nerd as a goof in glasses
stuck inside all day,
and loving it.
All the best nerds I know today,
my scientist friends and acquaintances,
the people with robust analytical skills,
several degrees and maybe a PhD,
they all love
the outdoors.
They spend their free time on hikes,
and bikes, and belaying the hell
out of their homies.
Thank Christ, it’s refreshing.
Take that, bullies of yesteryear –
the nerds get more sun than you,
and they still love
what they do.

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