Just made it in — the doors slid shut,
A sniff, a twitch… my stomach’s gut.
I looked at Hank. He looked away.
Then crouched and let one loose midway.
Five floors to go. No button saves.
We rose in silence, steep in waves.
The Elevator Incident
Just made it in — the doors slid shut,
A sniff, a twitch… my stomach’s gut.
I looked at Hank. He looked away.
Then crouched and let one loose midway.
Five floors to go. No button saves.
We rose in silence, steep in waves.
