if walls could talk
if walls could talk they certainly would say more than i could see they listen they listen to the back and forth the gossip the plots
as i just sit there with a cigar thinking my own thoughts
technology has dumbed down the human conversation piece punched it right in the gut and opened the bathroom door gone are the days of actual speculation and inquiry
who knows maybe the walls don’t listen
maybe they have become bored watching spiders catch flies as the trash cans fill with paper coffee cups
the walls don’t have anything interesting to say anymore
shit
neither do i who would I tell?
