Yellow Adornment No.2

A dog barks

in a cage

like the bird singing

in the cage,

like those poets

engage with expression,

the leafage of aspiration

high in the sky,

like the soundless reflection on the mirror

but still a nameless and faceless

alienage.

What the dog waits for

with a saddened tail

cries for

and is longing for

the redolence and colour of vapour,

a whitened tale

of the Other,

the caged dog howls

from its bone

alone and unbeknown.