Love And Rapture! Poem by Mark Heathcote

What can a prisoner say about his bars?
When he can't extrapolate an escape
Ah, I love you, but farewell—hurrah!
O let other I's within, permit my leave.'

Though in my heart, I'll stay an outside visitor.
Question: what is a key without a lock?
A jail without walls of small diameter?
Who turns the key to an open-shut door?

A door hinged without walls, ceiling, or floor.
Life then asks what dream-makers are for
'Death answers; love and rapture'
And all that is and is not for Nevermore.