Monday, October 15, 2012

Elevator

Elevator doors open slowly,
static all around,
under a microscope,
experiment after experiment ,
go in,
Going up?
Walk in,
the elevator is black,
and you can’t hear yourself breath,
a presence behind you,
“get off my foot!”
Your not alone,
seek the corner,
bam you run into
a small man,
Sorry sir,
he falls stiffly,
a mannequin,
what kind of story am I in?
Get me out quick find a resolution,
Please put THE END,
oh how bout I leave,
But where is the door?
Choking atmosphere,
squeezing toxic air,
sweaty carcass,
rubbing your soft
white baby skin,
your suit is ruined,
fuck the suit!
Your soul is contaminated
let me out!
were still only on the 42nd floor,
but where is the top?

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