"Awareness."
Among the burrowing owl's scraps of carpet and tinfoil tucked
into the humid straw, the hoard of cow dung
is especially prized as it attracts dung beetles.
The owl watches for hours, revealing a tool of attraction
of which those clever creatures may not be aware.
What, then, is awareness?
Connecting shit to consequence?
The flicker that links, say, chlorine to climax,
or who consumed whom at faculty picnics?