A poem by ANDREW MILLER.
must remember this
i tell me, self
hammer head, power
just a bird, but cardinal red, up where it matters, the head
and thwack thwack thwack thwack
what is this shit
those slick angry dicks
what are we
compared to a woodpecker
Andrew Miller is a Jo’burg based freelance writer and poet. He ghost-writes for a lot of fat bellies, CEO and politicians and has also spent a lot of time working and performing on the Jozi street arts scene. Find more of Millers writing at http://periodiccomposition.wordpress.com/.
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