Lost for words

post modern 

we can't say what we want to 

directly anymore

avoid cliche

we fill our lines 

with meaningful 

meaninglessness

favor irony 

to avoid sounding trite

words are just words 

all they are is hollow 

black and white

i project what meaning i want 

imbue these screens with hue

visible only through my tinted lenses 

nowadays

we can't say what we want to 

directly anymore

i write these words

and hear them ring inside my head

to potential music space

an emptiness i can't efface

we can't go it alone

we can't go it alone 

we can't go it alone

we can't go it alone

we build up to a rhythmic drum

that no one else can hear

could we ever;

we can't say what we want to 

directly anymore