The Heart of an Apartment
All that can be heard in my apartment is the dull thud of the dryer.
It almost sounds like the slow pumping of a heart.
But what is the heart of an apartment? Surely it’s not the dryer.
Could it be the electricity flowing through the wires?
No, that seems more like food to a house. The heart pumps blood, the life-force of its body.
So what is the blood of an apartment? Could it be its company?
Without people, what would be the purpose of a shelter?
An empty shell, sitting to rot away. Humans give purpose to that shell and make it a home. So yes, I say humans are the heart and blood of an apartment.