'bbbrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmm' an elevator rumbling a man inside up high a cable holding grinding rope steel shake shake so close inside a cell a man he's tortured too high he's claustrophobic too shiny in the box and the noise oh the noise shake shake it reminds him of late night tv shows and of syringes ashy smoke and of the faint breeze of a childhood quick to pass he finds himself older and now paranoid and sad high in a box grinding rope steel shake shake you box his daughter asked him 'why do you tremble when we watch movies?' bright and loud they scared him as does this cell something haunts him memory of the past it haunts him he has something to shy from as do you too