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
the mad prince
was pronounced
exstinguere
and their interest quickly waned
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
or if anyone had weeped
and wailed
for their martyrdom
They thought only of their next meal.
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