the elevator rising up,
ocean waves infinitesimally high,
the bumble-y box that bounces me,
from side to side,
shaking me alive,
taking me on the long way up,
for life’s shaky ride.
up,
up,
and up,
violently side to side,
feels like certain suicide.
floors fly by,
numbers a-blur,
uncertainty, insanity,
no gravity.
atop the ship,
where luxury abides,
a sea of calm,
a vast blue sky.
Lana Maree Haas
~3/06/2016
Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 11:54 PM UTC
the elevator rising up,
ocean waves infinitesimally high,
the bumble-y box that bounces me,
from side to side,
shaking me alive,
taking me on the long way up,
for life’s shaky ride.
up,
up,
and up,
violently side to side,
feels like certain suicide.
floors fly by,
numbers a-blur,
uncertainty, insanity,
no gravity.
atop the ship,
where luxury abides,
a sea of calm,
a vast blue sky.
Lana Maree Haas
~3/06/2016
