ISO-lation

Isolation is a funny thing, looking through the camera lens. Hiding behind the black plastic body, finger on the trigger a reluctant weapon. Wish I took a better picture, of that beautiful man. He was arrogant in his childishness, but his hair was perfect. It reminded me of a girl named Eleanor, who was in my class in 4th grade. His face had some evidence of a 15 year old in his dimpled smile. I had no interest in him whatsoever, until he was gone. Wishing I took his photo up close and not just at a distance in the dark. Now I'll be straining my memory for a long while, for that frozen portrait of serenity. I couldn't afford a lens with a more powerful zoom.