the sides of the elevator
were made of glass
as i rose higher
floor by floor
it became indistinct
if i was rising
or if the building around me
was lowering
the rational part
of my brain
said of course
i was going higher
by means
of pulleys and cables
but the dreamer wondered
if the building sunk
into the ground
to acquiesce
to my desire
to vacate the heat
for the confines
of my car
if maybe all structures
are sentient
living deep underground
then a child waved
from the other car
i stuck out my tongue
watching as she laughed
on her downward travels
maybe it was
just the elevator moving
but in my head
it was the building
and the girl’s smile
lowering around me
seems more fun that way

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