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 Jan 2015 Harley Oliver
Gigi Tiji
i wake up
i rise up
and i've got some
time to exist
in peace.

before i start noticing

before i start getting caught in the thickets
before i start getting caught in the
thicket thoughts thicket thoughts

I am trying to savor that blurry time
I like walking that blurry line
between sleeping
between leaping
from keep to keep

because life is just one blurry line
between sleeps

a line of salt poured onto a table
dissipating around the edges
you can see the surface
beneath it
it rises up like a mountain range
I am rising out of the ocean like a *******
I am a surface rising out of a sea of salt
I am an ocean rising out of a surface
out of a surface out of a surface
I rise up.
 Jan 2015 Harley Oliver
trash bag
now i can get a little less sleep
i'm not feeling it yet
it hasn't really kicked in
without hoping for a dream
goodbye to the moon
i don't have to think about you
i have so much free time
hello to the sun
i'm feeling it now
i'm getting a lot less sleep
I admit I was afraid to love. Not just to love, but to love her. For she was a stunning mystery, she carried things deep inside that no one has yet to understand. And I, I was afraid to fail like the others.
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