if they made a movie
about the fool
the cast would be
fifty three ravens
and her

the director
would claw his eyes out
as the conspiracy of ravens
sought to undo each take
with primadonna antics

all while she
happily sketches
another masterpiece
on a weathered park bench
under the chilly autumnal skies

the ravens would caw
mugging for their big break
yet it would take one smile
from her
to make the scene