Pigeon Sex

It’s a view I come across
very often
now

The brief carnage that is
pigeon sex

The rooftops outside my window
offer
the very best vantage point
from which to witness
the puffed grey fun

A box at the event
a bite to eat
or drink
as we look on
at the tired effort

Flustered feathers hot
and bushed
by steamy beaks

The pale white streaks
of
feral pleasure
wince
like a grimace on the wall

But
it feels reassuring to know
there are other living beasts out there
fucking

While I carry on
laughing
and lying my way out of something
or other