From your eye that you are captive Dervish
A world is imprisoned and you are free
The truth is:
The bird is shot in the sky
The poet is more poet in the cage

Blood should be in vessels
Not in jars
Not on the pavement

They frighten the wind with jail,
Me with loneliness
With you
No confinement
Is solitary

We rhyme
Cannot live,
We rhyme

Prison door
To welcome another prisoner