the crows outside
the in-and-out
have grown fat
ignoring the berries
on the branches
turning their beaks up
at the scattered seeds

they sit watching
every transaction
waiting for the fleshies
to drop a fry
sipping water from
the cracked concrete
preparing their palate
for deep fried joy

and i sit
at the gas station
watching them as they
watch for scattered treats
admiring how much smarter
these yellow eyed corvids
are compared to
the average human
i deal with daily

so i went over
and got a large order
of fries
and sat in my car
feeding the crows
who didn’t bother faking
appreciation
just snatched mechanically
at the free meal conned
off the most foolish fool