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? ==30==

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