The woodpecker

The therapist said—

All an object wants is a value

And metaphors impart value

Thus all an object wants is a metaphor

        --I wonder what becomes of the metaphor that you

unwind from an object

          --Why it becomes an object on its own

I remember stepping back and letting

My breath out in a slow quivering light

And it’s now dark amidst broken utensils

And a cursor blinks

A Java Auto Updater notice blinks

And all I can think of is being held

Silhouetted in the stoic context

Of an window-frame

Slowly shedding metaphors

The night wakes somewhere and

Returns the steady staccato sound to a woodpecker

Drilling away on a metaphor

Detached from a cursory tree…