Skyline of Boxes

Stretching out my long limbs... yawn! The steady basement hum buzzed along the yellow plasterboard walls. Time to find a higher road! I reached way up over the cardboard stacks, gripping the cool lip of a galvanized metal air duct. Hoist, swing... whoops! My elbow bumped the hollow tin with a deep, booming thrummm! I froze, grinning as the metal vibrations tickled straight through my blue fuzz. Shuffling my yellow feet along the narrow steel support bracket, I peered across the repeating maze below. Right in a dusty bracket seam rested a shiny silver washer. Stretch... pinch! Clink! Straight into my pouch.