gutter water

from the fire escape
i watched a crow perch hersef
on the edge of the gutter
​her legs bent back as
she bowed and took a sip of water
her thirst quenched 
she flew off 

her blelly, riding the breeze
her beak, PIERCing the air
her wings, making love to the wind
she disappeared into the horizon

in those moments
she showed me the existence of
unicorns beneath sagging jeans
heart beats echoing in starving bellies
breath in depression
she taught me how to
drink water from the gutter