The Bookmark

He accumulated cooler kids 

than he, steeped himself 

in mimesis hoping for

osmosis, that he might be

mistaken for one of them

by another less astute 

than the norm or simply

bored by taxonomy

He overrated the group 

that only casually allowed him in, 

pending some contribution

he might make that he could tell

himself meant more to them

than he knew somewhere within

the self to be quite conditional

a sort of bookmark to live with.