worst fear: the elevator

elevator

no control

no choice to make

no stopping

death

if

the

cord

happens

to

snap.

fate left open to chance

every time I press the ominous

illuminating button;

stuck in the middle

moving between

up or down?

life or death?

the purgatory of the modern world.

those few moments

of taut anticipation

hoping that I will be spared

fear setting in as I realize

I have no power

over my survival

stuck in waiting

hopeless moments waning down

it cannot be pleaded against.

at least in the wild,

at least in this world

we call our home

we have options

but on the elevator...

my fate is already

sealed.

snap.