If Nerd is N and F is Female, Then N< F

I would not so hate your countenance if you

wore a mask, but not for dislike of your looks,

for those are enough adequate for a wannabe professor of books,

Although perhaps not so much as to

publicly display, in nerd shirts and golfer shorts, new

complete with fedora. Even though my essence be

moved by your light-and-dark-sides-of-The-Force bizarre

visage embracing nerditude, the lust for ultimate “he,”

you know I panther after you like the cougar.

You know, the one you accuse of me?

Future looking. Me still hot in future shiny pants.

You, still sifting the concept of sandy friendships and endless can’ts —

never mind those of femalishness. Perhaps I am a

beached whale, too, alone and seeing the coming sun.