what would you do?

the smoke wafts up, up, up, through the ceiling, through the next apartment's floorboards.
but you don't care.
as long as you get to have one of your "relaxing sticks" who cares about the people in the next room?
did you know that i can read now?
"no."
did you know that i can articulate myself now?
"no."
did you know i can see now?
"no."
did you know that i got a part-time job?
"no,
where?"






"at the bottom of the fish tank.
i'm the one who lets out bubbles."