i see
the woodpecker on the steel
pole.
he's been at it all day,
into the night.
banging his beak getting
nowhere.
I've had those conversations
with people
before.
it's a long day,
painful, fruitless.
one sided.
you get the deaf ear,
nothing more.
Wednesday, April 1, 2020
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