In the first poem, I write from what I imagine to be the perspective of the assaulting crow. The second poem describes the event from my perspective, starting with the crows on the ground, followed by the realization that they were distracting for the attacker from above.

summer is most fun
eating berries in the tree
poop on humans’ heads

young crows in the park
diversion! third crow in tree!
they laugh, stain my shoe