life corp.

people are skyscrapers.
their legs are thousands of stories,
painting over the skyline.
and their nerves run like elevators
through the walls that bind them
on the veins that keep them together.
and foundations are roots,
that were strapped to our boots,
that connect us to pipes and wire.
with transparent skin,
a marvel to those looking in,
but towers of prisons to the organs indoors.