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Click herethey step into the elevator
going to the same meeting
smile for each other
did you see that web page I sent?
yes, it was hilarious
a piece of paper drops from his notes
flutters to the floor at her feet
as she picks it up
he recognizes it
panic
should I snatch it back?
oh please don't read it
she begins to hand it back
but notices it is handwritten, not printed
and reads it
she looks up at him
the color drains from his face
to be replaced by crimson embarrasment
is this for me?
I mean, about me?
he stares with glassy eyes
opens his mouth
no sound
she blinks slowly
revelation in her eyes
she begins to speak
he reaches to her
she reaches to him
elevator bell rings
door opens
two people wait for them to exit
the meeting goes as scheduled
as if they cared
as if the world hadn't changed
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,500 poems.
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This one, I really liked. Good little snippet of a story. Felt like I was watching this take place. :)