and nothing's coming out. there simply aren't enough words to go around. make it up and write it down. pretend it went unheard. because you don't agree with my use of the word.
you hold me in mid air and you keep me a measure from impact. you stop and ask me if the ringing in your ears might be the sound of thought. you're like a long slow accident, time stood still while motion emptied you out.
what's wrong?. nothing, nothing. an unwelcome reception to the million dollar question. a reflex reaction. right back at you. it's your face, it's that same blank expression.