Letra de Oceanic motion

All around, back & forth, the sickening smell of insignificance. I´m used to
it now, I must reek of it. the density of the air was tangible today, it was
way too heavy for me. I woke up an hour earlier, I am eager to amaze myself
for all the things that I could do, but most definitely won´t, during this
loose hour.
another day, predictably mundane, another scratch on the surface
of the 7´ ep, that is my life... it keeps on bouncing! (all around, back &
forth) my ´columbian (medium roast) full-bodied with rich flavor´ coffee.
expensively tasted like sewer water today. the ´normal & subtle´ sour taste
couldn´t be sweeten at all, no matter how I sugared it. how many times have
I wonder if this taste wasn´t impregnated in my mouth? and once again (and
as always), I´m having a delightful conversation. with the refrigerator by
my side, he´s always complaining, I´m used to his point of views now, his
constant mumbling... drastically sarcastic, almost has bitter has my coffee.
he seems to have an opinion about everything? an instant passed, then I
remembered that I have an optic sense. ah, there its is, my 4th floor
morning-view of a sunlit back alley. down there, an ant-like man is
wandering , nervously looking all around, back & forth. and once the tension
is gone, sure that nobody´s there (Unaware that he´s being stared at), unzip
his pants and ungraciously expose himself in order to piss his way trough my
alley. I am almost has relieved as he, once he´s finished, but for obvious
different reasons. happily confined, thoroughly hollow and unfulfilled. I
think I´ll go back to sleep. (Is it possible to be sea-sick on firm ground?)