Elevator Music

The High Life

I gave you the shaft
You gave me the shaft
Gifts from the heart
As downward we flew
But then we stopped
On the eleventh floor
Where we still live today.


Morning Commute

Third floor
One eye open
Second floor
One eye open
First floor
Game face
Ding.


Ultraviolet

In the elevator
There is a shaft of light
That embraces art
And illuminates
The downward trend
Of elevators.