Blank space, white out,
unadorned sections, the grey poking out.
Bright thoughts, had a few.
Static on the line, message misconstrued.
Switch it off, the answers no!
The question is?
Don't even know!
Grinding gears, grinding teeth.
Sense of dread, rolling and scratching.
Bold strokes, paper cuts,
1000ft deep, a mouthful of dust.
Dulled edge, red eyed,
exchanging warm handshakes with compromise.
Switch it off, the answers no!
The question is?
Don't even know!
Grinding gears, grinding teeth.
Sense of dread, rolling and scratching
YEAH!
COME ON!
Let's just plug those gaps!