You’ll find grass, a sky and some dreaming

IN A SACK

You’ll fit into that green poem
like it or not.

It’s warm in there.
You’ll find grass, a sky and some dreaming.
Besides, the poem is of glass
and you’ll be able to see out.
You must realize
why I insist so.

Unless you want to share my fate.

– And now that I’m talking to you
I’m nowhere –

Kondos Yannis poetry, MERCURIAL TIME, The Sceptre Press, Knotting, Bedfordshire, 1978.