Power Lines

There’s a crow I’ve been watching

Never minded the snow

Sold every seat in my apartment

All winter long

It’s a hard time

I’m always mad

My legs, they’re skinny

My feathers black

I was looking for a little bit of solo time

I was looking for God in his yellow eyes

I was watching the birds on the power lines

Land there

One by one

With our bed to the wall

I swear I felt winter on the other side

There’s a crow I’ve been watching

This whole time

This whole time