I told you my thing is companionship…

you know, talking, laughing, sharing…

It’s hard to do that with Walls, they just stand there;

stoic, non–responsive, stark and rather grim.

My voice rattles off the walls, not into your brain,

no feedback; no interest.  Nothing!

My laughter simply echoes back;

more tinsel with embarrassing holes…

There is no sharing.

Walls need nothing, want nothing.  They just stand there.

Self-sufficient, non-feeling, doing their jobs –

holding up the ceiling.

I wonder if the ceiling is their god or heaven sometimes…

maybe I should be happy just holding up heaven…..?

Copyright © 2013  JD Adam

All rights retained by Author.  WALLS may be freely copied and freely  distributed without request as long as this copyright notice remains in place.

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