sustenance
on a languid sunday afternoon
the wife and i took a stroll down by the river
there we espied a woodpecker perched high aloft a nearby tree
his presence announced by the staccato tap-tap-tapping of his beak
as he searched for morsels
his head hammering against the hollow bark
how like a human, i thought –
bashing his brains out
in the constant search for sustenance
Monday, April 8, 2013
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