Pretzel Thoughts
I’ve got a mental hunger Twisting my insides into knots I do not know how to eat these pretzel thoughts I do know that I have to get them out This is not the sound of settling How could anything inside of me be calm? This life has been tested mettle along with pots and kettle pointing fingers at one another The fearful thoughts beat back the calm ones while the angry thoughts steal all the thunder I want to devour these pretzel thoughts Sometimes they are sweet At other salty But usually, they leave me feeling quite faulty Tangled up in knots until I no longer know what my mind is truly about Wondering why I’m so afraid to let the bad ones out It’s time for the inner beast that is the least of me to eat And it is upon these pretzeled thoughts on which it shall feed

I had a pretzel thought today…
https://cephalo.substack.com/p/soul-searching
Haha great work man, fun little idea.