Red Alert
Wednesday, 28 February 2024 18:33

Red Alert

Published in Poetry

Red Alert

by Steven Taylor

I’ve been anxious since the warning
My partner has brought in the window boxes
We don’t want them to kill someone
If we had a cat we’d have told him
Anything can happen now it’s gone to red
I’ve just seen a pigeon struggling, fluttering
In the wrong direction. Imagine what
It would be like if the trees were weighted
With abundance, if it was summer instead
Of winter. If Eunice was a communist
If Jeremy Corbyn was Prime Minister

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