Oceanic Motion - Ion Dissonance

All around, back and forth

The sickening smell of insignificance

I’m used to it now, I must reek of it

The densitiy 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 definetly won’t, during this loose hour

Another day, predictably mundane

Another scratch on the 7″ EP that is my life

That is my life

It keeps on bouncing

All around, back and forth

My Columbian coffee

Expensively tasted like sewer water today

The «normal and subtle» sour taste couldn’t be sweetened at all

No matter how I sugared it

How many times have I wondered if this taste

Wasn’t impregnated in my mouth?

And once again and as always

I’m having a delightful conversation

With the refrigirator by my side, he’s always complaining

I’m used to his points of view now, his constant mumbling

Drastically sarcastic, almost as bitter as my coffee

He seems to have an opinion about everything, motherfucker

An instant passed, then I remembered

That I have an optic sense

Ah, there it is, my 4th floor morning-view of a sunlit back alley

Down there, an ant-like human is wandering

Nervously looking around, back and forth

And once the tension is gone, as he’s sure that nobody’s there

Unzip his pants and ungraciously expose himself

In order to piss his way throughout my alley

I am almost as relieved as he is

Once he’s finished

But for obvious different reasons

Happily confined

Thoroughly hollow and unfulfilled

I think I’ll go back to sleep