When they found him 
he had been a prisoner 
for just over 4 years 
gleaming with a skeletal silence,

rattling with memories 
tangled with the wind 
carried out of the door 
and the chargrilled chimney.

Each cell a tally chart
of lives stolen 
shackled in invisible shadows 
and the silence reshaping 
around him in relief.

(Another poem from the upcoming book ' Europa - In The Dark Valley between The World Wars. My upcoming anti war poetry book co wrote with Nick Armbister)