All I need are my thoughts.

All I need

Are my thoughts

My big, fat, swelling thoughts

Trapped on this God forsaken Island

with nothing but sand and water

I am glad for my thoughts

My stinky, smelly, atrocious thoughts

They push my skull against my skin

They make the blood move like cars in traffic

but I am glad for my thoughts

My nervous, anxious, knee-knobbing thoughts

Because All I need to know that I am alive

are My honest, self-depricating, and crazy 

Thoughts