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

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