If I don't then no one else will

[RiverNotch]

Absorbed by sharp morning rain,
stood layered on a rug's clear stain,
silent shops pipe dead refrains,
I elevate and screech my name.

I'll take this -- it's still not as smooth as I would like, but I think that's more on me than you. The images are somehow clearer now, with all the proper subjects and objects -- I don't quite see an active elevator, since everything seems to imply the outside, but what I do see might be of interest: a dead shopping mall, and the feelings of liberation I imagine it would bring its visitors. I haven't been to any dead shopping malls around here, whenever a mall "dies" around here it just becomes a sort of ukay (although perhaps the closest I've been is when the "high-end" mall at the edge of the barangay -- which, by the way, is the third on its street, goddamn -- was still an infant, with its upper floors devoid of stalls), so I suppose I speak more out of sentiment than of experience.