the woodpecker

been pecking the pole since the forties

we think,

how delightful.

 

yet it must be changed and moved

in case it falls down, what would we

do then?  he asked.

 

i decided not to think about that, and

rejoice in the creosote

of the new thing.

 

may be the woodpecker will

too?

 

sbm.

 

aaa

 

1 thought on “the woodpecker

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s