Two Crows on a Telephone Pole

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.

R. Charboneau