Birds in the Loft

I couldn’t tell you
the names of them
individually,

which would require
my own leap
of faith,

and I can’t talk
in broader terms
of the genus.

But
espionage like that,
and the beak

as a yellow
key!—
—now hearing

the pit-pat
and the
scuffling

of nicked
insulation,
I name that genius.