2 fat (not plump, fat) seagulls

land on neighbors’s roof peak

with a grunt and sigh…

must have been a rest stop

they left in minutes

not a word between them

nor directed toward me

staring out my window

silent, wide-eyed…

they were big as turkeys

maybe strangers were generous

with New Year’s dinner scraps…

it’s a wonder they could fly–

~ Cale