Hypersmart

This poem is dedicated to all the ADD brainiacs out there. I certainly don't claim to be one of them, but watching you in action is an utter joy. I hope this comes close.


Before the conversation had started
You knew where it ended
Your gaze was 20 minutes into the future
Summarising substances and souls in quickened assessment

Sometimes there is a filter
To the whirring machinations
Of your hyper-threading thoughts
Staged behind strategically placed defences
Laid myriad of traps
Concealed in barbed sentences
Hiding time-delayed destructive realisation

Other times the filter is cast aside
And your rapid-fire words
Shoot listeners off in abstract trajectories
Landing them on planets of quantum paradigms
In dazed lack of comprehension
As to why the air suddenly tastes tangential

Social interactions must grind with tedium
With 97.8% of banal regurgitate
About the weather, or how spawn of loins X is doing
When all you really want to do
Is expostulate on the lack of understanding
Of your universe encompassing
Phenomenally accomplished ingenuity