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The Elevator Man is Always Up and Down

watching porn in the bathroom

I am reminded, by the time Margaret Danner addresses his form

he’ll have unloaded and wiped. He will

take several trains home and weep

for hitting the open door. 

A freeman buttoned tight with a silly little hat,

propped tall, straight and narrow. 

The shoes are tight, the posture still tighter.

The Elevator Man is Always Up and Down,

what a stressful way to live. 

With the push of a button, he rolls up his sleeves.

He neighs, sighs and pushes air out of his nostrils, 

gearing up for something heavy. 

THAT RECKLESS BASTARD