conversation with a thick wall

Wall:You've been sitting here awhile.
Me:Question. Or statement?
W: Don't be smart.
M: I'm thinking.
W: About.
M: Thinking
W: What do you have in your pocket?
M: Usual.
W: What do you have in your pocket?
M: Is this what you dop as a living?
W: I'm asking the questions.What do you have in your bag?
M: Clothes. Things. The usual.
W: Do you have any guns or knives.
M: Poetry. Wanna buy one.
W: What do you do as a living.
M: I just told you. What do you do as a living?
W: Don't be smart.Where do you live?
M: Where I can.
W: Do you like living like this?
M: I write.
W: You are loitering. This is a public space.
M: It looks like thin air and open ground to me.
W: You're eyes look funny.
M: Maybe I should be a comedian. Got a grant handy. I've got the training.
W: Do never wash?
M: I don't know. What is wash?
W: Do you talk to yourself. Hear voices.
M: Oh once in a while like the cuckoo in the crosswalk light. I talk to myself when it's not working.
W: How many fingers am I showing?
M: Don't know. You own them. You should know.
W: What do you see in this peice of paper.
M: Ink. Creases. Dried pulped wood I think.
W: So you think you're really smart.
M: As smart as I can be.
W: What where you doing in the washroom? You were in there a long time.
M: How long exactly?
W: What where you doing in the toilet?
M: What do you do... in the toilet?
W: Look, i'm asking the questions?
M: Shit man. You must be lonely. Did you get training for this type of thing?
W: You seem to hang around the same area.Is there someone you are waiting for/
M: Just the usual. Dot-God.Some archetype. Can you spell that? I can't.
W: You seem to have no focus. Do you always think like this?
M: Funny, I was thinking of asking you the same question.But I guess you have trouble with questions of questions?
W: Look, I'm being nice. I could have someone asking harder qustions.
M: Harder questions! These seem simple enough to me. I'm just trying to dumb myself down to your level.
W2:W1 - you can go now. Well now! Want a cigarette? I don't seem to have an extra one. Mind if I smoke? So what are you doing?
M: Like I said to the other wall - I was thinking. But since I talked to the other wall I stopped thinking.And now you, well, I think I've stopped thinking completely. Was that the idea? Stop thinking completely.Cause it's working. It's like some strange beaurocratic meditation. Is this what happens to people when they work in offices too long.
W2: Turn out your pockets?
M: Turn out my pockets. What the fuck for?.... That fucken hurt. What are you doing with my arm?
W2: It's for your own good. And for the safty of the public.
M Nice to know you... (Fuck!)...consider...(Fuck!)... me...(Fuck)...as one.