Samantha Stough - Wall

In love with a wall
It’s covered in mold
Can’t stand a chance in a fire
At least it shelters me from the cold
And is covered with pretty pictures
Behind the surface are rusty pipes
Yet clear water still flows from them
This wall talks to me
This wall loves me
I’m just the dust stuck between the cracks
I can live with that

Samantha Stough

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wall-17/