(Take Five from Time Out)

Relativity and Elevator Time
by Auguste Hande

What is a thirty year old data analyst
hottie like Lisa doing in a university physics
course? Trying to break the bank’s glass ceiling.
Night courses, advanced business degree...
It’s physics this term, or fuck her way to the top.

Teagan was Lisa’s designated lab partner,
he dressed like a biker and conducted lab
experiments like a grad assistant,
he carefully noted Lisa never wore
a wedding ring, or panties.

After a confusing lecture on Einstein and a space
elevator in free fall, they had thirty minutes
to calculate the elapsed time difference between
an event in the space elevator and that
same event in the science building elevator.

Lisa grabbed Teagan and ran to the elevator.
She pressed the Emergency STOP button,
pulled her shirtdress up to her waist, baring her
smooth swollen cunt and told Teagan
“Start your smartphone timer - then
stop the timer when you’ve filled my tight little hole.”

“Restart the timer when I jump in the air
and free fall onto your big hard cock,
stop the timer when you come again.”
Einstein said you’ll take much longer the
second time, Lisa says repeat and record
for the next fifteen minutes to assure
data validation and partner satisfaction.

poem by Auguste Hand
illustration by Mat Twassel