Have You Seen My Crow?
He’s missing from my tree
A black crow with iridescent feathers
named Sidney
is missing from my tree
in the backyard
Sidney is a chubby soul
in a corvid body
who likes to stop at 24-hour convenience stores —
check dumpsters for Doritos and Beef Jerky,
and bum cigarettes at the door
Timid at times,
but capable of a good cawing
or a brouhaha with the local jailbirds
at the poolhall
Sidney may fly away if approached,
or lunge at you
if you’re harboring chicken eggs,
or have cat-food pellets in your purse
He likes to have his feathers preened,
smiles when you compliment his tail,
struts with a slight limp,
and enjoys canoodling at midnight
If you spot my disoriented crow
in a drunken stupor, fighting with the gulls,
wailing out an old Sam and Dave tune —
or just wandering in search of salvation,
please notify me immediately
