Guards poison red pigeons;
The brick-red and jasper-red and the
rose-red.
Where do red pigeons come from?
I've never seen them before;
The jasper-red, or the rose-red or the brick-red.
A diet of prisoners' scraps, of hopelessness crumbs.
Perhaps a blood-ether of loneliness
Moans stains of rose-red, brick-red.
jasper-red.
They are peaceable, the red pigeons, and pretty.
So the guards of Huntingdon kill them.
With poisoned cracked prison-corn,
Deceitfully innocent fare!
Prison guards are such a special kind of people.
A kind who would seek out such work.
They poison the visiting red pigeons.
How do they feed their own children?
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