Kelly J Massey
Thick Skulls
Woodpeckers thump against the tree
boring holes to find their food.
Their incessant tap, tap, tapping
echoes across the whole expanse.
Their thick skulls protect their brain
from rattling around and bruising.
They continue their work completely undeterred
from the possibility of self-harm.
Thick skulls work well for them,
but not for me.
I can no longer continue undeterred
now that I know my stubbornness will be the end of me.
