I’d say heck

I was about five years old.

I said something random to my my bud

About

Perhaps baseball

Or the cotton trees blowing off their cotton

I commented to my bud on the world

You see.

He said

"That’s an interesting thought"

I rejoined thusly:

"Thought?

What is thought?"

He said "a thought.

It’s a thing in your head,

Makes you interested in the world

A comment on stuff in your life

Like from your own newscaster

Your brain."


I said "good god

I am interested.

Not totally committed,

But interested."


That was when I got really into basketball

And weather reporting.


You can fall down into a pool

And lose yourself

Your brain may be silly

Be true to your teeth

Or they will be false to you.

That kind of stuff.

Your brain

Will be false to you any day of the week.


Anyhow

Can’t we all agree?


So what if I have gigantism in my feet?