My Thoughts, My Words Poem by Phil Soar

My thoughts
My words
Sometimes absurd
They appear without reasoning
No effort
But seemingly
Bereft of meaning
Lost in the ether

In my mind there's a dictionary
About to explode
With no Explanation of origin
Or a reason for them being there
But needing to be written
Or stay locked in a cell
Awaiting release
From the Prison that is my mind

They can appeal to the parole board
As it sits in the core of my brain
Storing and restoring
The words I look for to express myself
And yet it fights to repel my imagination
That is like a neon light in a dark street
Brightening my presence
And turning thoughts into words
And renewing them
Each day
And the urge is impossible to stop

So I write
And I need to eject them
My thoughts
My words.