Body in the Wall

photo credit: the walls have eyes via photopin (license)
photo credit: the walls have eyes via photopin (license)

I see both of you, when you think no one is watching. Huddled in corners, whispering and plotting when you think you are alone. But I see it all, there is nothing that happens within these four walls that I don’t know about.
And I know you both.
All your pettiness and meanness are plain for me to see; even if you’ve got the rest of them fooled. And I’m just itching for a reason to tell.
So, be nice to me or I’ll bring all these bricks crashing down around your ears.

© 2016 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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