There are Random Thoughts
that Rambo through
They could be yours
But more than likely
they are mine
Why are you laughing
Then you looked at me and said

There are just so many silly
Thoughts that run through
my head

And they are certainly
worth laughing about

As long as I don’t say them
out loud
That means I have to keep the
thought
about the “alleged dead body under the bed”
Just exactly where it belongs

In my head

And stop reading detective stories
late at night
with a flashlight in bed.