Illusion's Steps

On a path that leads to nowhere
Except a crossing without pause
To liberation that is not freedom
A rebel without a fighting cause

From illusion's concrete steps
Gateway's shadow subtly beckons
To turn to a meaningless somewhere
Where hours drag into seconds

Past serried bollard rows
That leave me stumped, awaiting box,
To stand before hurled abuse
While trapped in confusion's stocks

Ending back where conscious started
At a place that must be there
To reflect on a borrowed time
On a path that lead to nowhere


Terry Rhiannyr
April, 2012