A ladder leading up to space unknown,
The purview of a neighboring department,
Is hardly barred, but neither is it shown,
Once rumored to have been vagrant’s apartment.

So when I climb and clumsily alight
Upon the slab that leads to a locked door,
The roughened pathway fills me with delight-
With eagerness the catwalk I explore.

Alas, the path is short, and leads to naught-
For only hissing pipes lie there beyond,
Within such spaces, enterprise is fraught
With need to see, then sneakily abscond.

Not all adventures end with deeds of glory-
That doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy the story.