Throwing My Hands in the Air
Sometimes
I’ll listen
to an intelligent
person speak
and just be
blown away
by the fact
that all their knowledge
is stored
in a small blob
of fleshy tissue
with electrical currents
pumping feverishly
to bring thoughts
from neurons
to tongue
and out into the world
as audible vibrations.
In fact,
I’ve just realized
that it simply
can’t be true…
there’s just no way
to rationally explain
the phenomenon.
Screw all the science,
the theories are
incomplete.
This life is an illusion.
Reality
is a computer simulation
of some sort.
I’ve had enough…
I’m going back to sleep!
Scott Thomas Outlar hosts the site 17Numa.wordpress.com where links to his published poetry, fiction, essays, interviews, and books can be found. He recently received three Pushcart Prize nominations for his work in 2016. Scott serves as an editor at Walking Is Still Honest Press, The Blue Mountain Review, The Peregrine Muse, and Novelmasters.