Panic

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Breath like a runaway train,

Tunnel vision,

Hands trembling,

I need to get out.

Stumbling into the hall,

Exit.

Where is the EXIT?

Sweat rolling down my back,

I feel it sticking.

Frantic,

Pressed button,

Fireflies in my vision,

Elevator Dings,

My feet file out,

Air.

Where am I?

Now get a Cab.

Please the Gagosian.

How did I get here?

Large Cylinders.

Why is every room fulled with steel cylinders?

Various sizes.

Breath slows,

Weighted material.

There is value in weight.

Walking out,

Compelled by heaviness.

Peace of mind.