The Sound of Late Elevators

Buttons Glowing in the Dark

Night Floors Nobody Visits

The Drop Toward Empty Lobbies

The Elevator Sleeps at Dawn

Passing Levels of Light

The Sound Between Floors

The Last Ride Before Morning

Mirrors Inside Moving Rooms

The Height of Night Thoughts

The Quiet Travel Upward

Soft Jazz in Metal Boxes

The Pause Before Doors Open

The Sound of Mechanical Breathing

The Ride Between Thoughts

Floors Passing in Silence