you stood there
with your arm extended
curving and hugging the hard corner of the elevator
you raised your hand and rested it above the button
and then you tapped your fingers in lazy impatience
your white collared shirt was casually wrinkled
and your arm-buttons undone
your brown leather flip flops
amplifying the careful casualness of your outfit
it seemed out of place and consequently striking
an expression of some sort of dissatisfaction
or maybe a future vacation:
as if you were going to the beach,
but really it was just a photo shoot
and really, you were in a building very far away from the shore
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