A Random Thought

A random thought
It comes it goes,
Like water it flows,
into the head and out of its grasp
From its root in the brain,
to its leaf on the tongue,
Out of control,
It swings it sings,
Around their fate the neurons go,
unsurpassed, uncontrolled, untamed,
My filter broken,
my propriety destroyed,
my spontaneous unhindered drunken-ness employed,
A random thought is all that I seem.
They say I am honest,
but I think I am drunk.
Cause only then into your face,
my randomness is flung.