a Pensive Pause

I have nothing to say about this. Even if I could I wouldn't, because I have nothing to say about it. I thought and thought, but nothing fermented in my brain that my lips could understand to utter as words. I'm lost, or have I forgotten to take my roadmap that always pointed to the words that I could repeat and express at least something. I contemplate that there is only my face to link my thoughts, and yet no words ever seem to articulate efficiently, before the conversational thread is lost.