Beyond thick glass fell the ravine
Deeply hewn in cuts of steel
Rough asphalt bottom.
On a ledge hopped a crow and seagull,
One waddling fatly to the other
Hopping and squawking, poking
For hidden treasure just a beak tip away.
Together they dance on the rooftop,
Hop hop hop. They flop over,
Soaring into the blue –
Going to find another gully.