Bassline Steady waiting for the drop and here I am staring into a void Empty Flat Mute Not deep Nothing of worth Just meander Just this rhythm Just this beat Just the same line looping like I mean it Sweep Pulse Build Hook Catch No meaning Just a strobe and a pulse If I could fill this room with enough smoke with enough lights maybe meaning would emerge from the haze from the flash just the shape of it the hint of a word a taste of meaning but there’s nothing Nothing but the loop I came here with nothing to say
