I've been lately, trying to write,
But it mostly just all sounds wrong,
There's no picture, no image,
There's no ideology at play,
I've been lately, trying to write,
But I guess the images I see aren't meant to be portrayed,
The vibrant black and white polaroids aren't set for words in displays,
I've tried and tried to write lately,
like when the gruesome things used to bring me dismay,
As of late they're all scattered in disarray,
Lately it's like trying to write cursive But  I must make the letters clay.