Two crows on a telephone pole
crow about their neighbors, but I
have learned to live alone, I know
none of my neighbors, I stay by
my computer, or by my phone.
I step outside to say hello.
They drop their gazes and start home.
I can only guess what they know.
On my phone I watch a video
that says crows know how to make tools.
And they’re getting better at it.
Not too well, I hope, that one day
they stop crowing with each other.
But maybe then they’ll learn about me.