With a dead language...

There's nothing much I can say.
There are boundless amounts of books, of words I could betray.
There are thousands of excuses
- abused excuse after excuse I could use to convince and confuse.
I could whine my whole life - spitting bloody "whys?"

But why?

My prayers are empty - infused with words like "Oh God, Please."
What does that mean?

Where can I invest in words that can be tasted - words that crawl under your skin.
I want words that defy their definition, their connotation, their history.
I want words that don't need to be uttered to be heard - they inherently course through our veins.
If we could find a language in which the encyclopedia sings - maybe someone would listen.

Let me know if you find something.