Two Owls

In the barred cage

the hook beaked  pair  

watched me

and in their large brown heads     

revolvers on short necks

their amber eyes grew wide 

and time passed 

till I 
the mad  prince 

was pronounced  

exstinguere
and their interest quickly waned 

and their eyes shrank back 

***

I had not thought to  ask them   

if they liked to be visited  

in their asylum

of carrying on 

locked in  

on all sides

and fed in the night 
or if anyone had weeped 

and wailed

for their martyrdom