fresh..man

filamentous waves fly in the sky
while you swirl around yourself
almost hovering above the ground
spinning your hidden soul
trying to keep the rhythm going
and smiling along
even when you feel trapped
within yourself
and cast away
in a sleepless island
thoughts and feelings
constantly piercing the distant bodies
sweet and sour
but never fading

(1998-2005 - always overwhelming, always closer)