Travel Shorts

Sonnet + 1 verse: Pigeons

Open mouths – twenty pounds
Walk the road where sex is sold
And see the pigeons lining up
along the street.

It takes the night to brave the flight
Bloody nose and open toes
All the dirty birds are out here
on the street.

Silence drips from their lips
Splashed white clothes is what they chose
Oh you can see that pigeons hang out
on this street.

Tear stained face, fall from grace
No-one knows and it shows
as cars mount the pavement
on the street

Pidgin patter, what’s the matter?
There’s one less pigeon tonight upon the street.