Waiting to collect the thoughts.

Eyes gazed up
mouth opened
tongue out
waiting to collect the thoughts
as if the answers
will slip within me
finding their way in
as if my brain
could comprehend
all of it.

Even if the rain drops
held the answers
would my brain
be able to decipher
before the acid
ate the thoughts away?

Can we comprehend
what happens after death
is it a possibility
that we can accept
that our existence
is a spontaneous coincidence
and when humans are gone
life will spark intelligence
in another form?

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina