If buildings could speak
they'd have much to say
about their creaky concrete bones
and how sore they are
from the weight
of all the things
that happen inside them

They have so many belly aches
from mountains of documents
still in filing cabinets
and computer systems
and furniture
and floor coverings
and wall hangings

They'd probably tell you about the migraines
from all the footstepsthrough hallways
and talking
and shuffling
and coffee brewing
and business making

Maybe they'd be worried about the future
as their lungs filled up with stale air
through dirty air conditioner filters
and old machines with noisy fans
and stale cookingand breathing

Still, mostly at night
the buildings go to sleep
and sometimes, they dream
dream that they could speak

and for once, only in their dreams
everyone would listen
and understand their important musings
if buildings could speak