At once i smelled the musty, sharp
acidity of metal on cable
and the walls began to shudder
and become alive.
At once i felt the quake of an
unquakable box and the
resounding high pitched "beep" of the
floors passing over my ankle, my hips, to my head.
At once i feel the panic,
the doors closing in over my face; cold.
cold metal pressing into my epidermis layer of skin
as my knuckles turn white around a metal railing.
At once my knees are locked, too stiff,
lights fliceker before my eyes, beads of sweat,
my thoughts are passionate, deep, shallow, typical,
just as its about to fall, it stops. it opens. i'm out.
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