they communicate to me with antennae and legs.

 sometimes one kicks up both hind legs.

or one lowers the antennae.
 

sometimes one will kick up a middle leg for back off, mofo, or, wait a mo.
 

 one might point a left middle leg for, find your own flower, fellow.
 

some just pause and look at me,

so calm and still i can see their fur like copp.

 

this time we stop and stare at one another, a little round window opens in a clockwork universe.