From the thirty-third floor
of the thirty-four floor
narrowest skyscraper
in the city, she looks
south with an uninterr-
upted view between
much taller buildings of
the park, the stadium and
just a hint of the lake to
the east. Later, outside
on the other side of
the river that runs through
the city she looks up
the every narrowing
skyscraper thinking,
Holy Cow! That’s a
long way up and so
narrow at the top. No
wonder there are only
three rooms on that
floor. And probably
there are only two
rooms on the thirty-
fourth floor, if that.
So full of hints … bits and pieces … quick images … who is she? where does work? … what’s the city? Love this … could do a lot with it … one of my favorite images … where life is lived on the 34th floor of an anonymous skyscraper … it’s all rather different than down on the streets.