Pissing Off the Crows

Pissing Off the Crows

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The evening sky is convex with colored light
Imitating Art for sure (whoever the hell Art is --
But I'd like to see more of his work).
The crows are pissed off in the presence of
Such undeniable beauty
As am I, since I know that my world is
Not always so lovely. Thus the annoyance.

I put up with it for now, that beating
Any of the alternatives by a long stretch.

I'm not sad that I've no one to share this with.
There are always the crows,
And I know someone else is looking up somewhere
Also not wanting to feel good about being alone
But feeling good anyway
Just to piss off the crows.

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