i can't look down
as the elevator takes me
to the bottom floor
to start the climb again
each day that door opens
to find another change of scene
moving parts are moving
change is everything
once we climbed the staircase
for years we paid to pant
now we wait for walls to open
as our time here seems to stand
miss the sky blue
miss the grass green
in that chamber of motion
change is everything.
AK 1997
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