A match as a pen
Blood on the floor as ink
The forgotten gauze cover as paper
But what should I write?
I might just manage my address.
This ink is strange; it clots.
I write you from a prison
My Address, written in Military Prisons of Bogiati, 5 June 1971 – After beating. - Poetry - Vi scrivo da un carcere in Grecia (I write you from a prison in Greece) (1974)