Small talk

We see people make small talk
To a wall if a phone goes dead
To the other side of white wall.

Walls have ears- they whisper,
Such that everybody can hear
Their small talk ,as if  big talk.

All our white walls have ears
But they are hard of hearing,
Using hearing aids for poems.

Small talk is  lyric truth prose
You whisper into a wall’s ears
In the stillness of a broken lie.

Walls hardly perk up like dogs.
They are our dog-eared books
Unmoved by talk, small or big.

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