Richard Hamiliton

A wood pecker on top a telephone pole   

 

A black man walks out Of his apartment, gun in His hand. The bird flies away. Is that what I think I say.    Yeah. Too easy. No more pecking noises In the parking lot. Easy. Go down to The pawn shop And courthouse. Watching him examine His chrome rims, his car. The bird off to some other Place.

  (c)Richard Hamilton 2008