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  • Oph Kiltah

Sober Thoughts

Thoughts are interesting things aren’t they.

They appear out of nowhere

Flitting in and out

Taking vacations on your cortex

Sunbathing on your cerebellum

Sneaking from the smallest most obscure places to a screaming halt smack dab in the middle of the forefront ahem forehead or center stage in the theater of your mind

Sometimes it’s the gentlest thing

soft and sentimental

reminiscent of warm things,

feed your soul things

Alas at other times, they are dismal

born of the abyss,

regurgitant bile erupted onto the home box office in your gray matter casing

Which should I let take root

The blue or the red

The ebullient or the dread

The heart or the head

They say thoughts are just neurons firing

Electrons not yet expiring

So if it’s just electricity, can someone short circuit my sh*t.

Sorry for the profanity.

I’m always sober, so these are just my thoughts

As I repeatedly sing “thoughts” in my head like the white rabbit chanting “I’m late, I’m late for a very important date.”

Maybe if I had more of those, I wouldn’t have these sober thoughts.

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