"It's so quiet here."
he speaks softly as we stand
waiting for the elevator. He is slight,
There is an easy smile beneath his mustache,
the faintest whisper of an accent.
"It is like you say... a funeral? or a hospital?
I don't like that. I like it much louder."
He laughs, I smile.
"It is somber," I agree.
His gaze follows the lights,
as the humming elevator descends.
He seems hesitant, his eyes flick towards me,
his smile fades slightly
"Everything is changing.
It's all so sad."
There is silence
and the doors open
before I say
"Yes."
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