Crows that know me demanding treats
So I bought them some crackers and they followed me
A murder followed me
As they do
The ones who didn’t know me hanging back while the ones who do coming close and fast
Sharp memories in the pin head black eyes
Friend
Three
Food
Five
I’ll ask how many more I’d have to give,
But having them following me
I loved the feeling of it
Of having a flock even for a short minute
I had a murder around me
I loved it
Leave a comment