for Sarah Kathryn Moore
1.
World falls, fully fledged
against us
feathers of its ruffing
riffling off
themselves
sound
as soon fossil
as it fills the ear
eaves-dropping
passing by
2.
Crows, we’ve learned
can ID us
by our faces
though no human
can spot a crow
amidst its murder;
don a mask, even
upside-down—
the crow will fly
claws to sky
to read you
3.
Unintending I’ve
opened the door for
a butterfly