Fehkaktas

A foul smell permeates, it stinks of sorrow and death
all vacate this insurgent area to flee from the mist
the surrounding greenery presents itself in grey
as if time is frozen, no droplets fall no birds chirp.

This scene completely unfolds as I walk by...
all man made structures, as if melting, adopt a
goldish-brown color...
and then i see it....i dont know why but it is IT.

 A pillory, 4m high painted in dark crimson
marked with engravings to which the eye cannot perceive
at its top a seemingly grand bird cage lies
big enough to fit 2 or 3 people easily
this cage is colored from the emptiest and darkest
black there is, a block hole look alike so to speak.

As i draw closer and upon further inspection
its is clearly visible dat the cage remains
nonchalantly open and a bird by the same color as
the cage there remains.

Sensing the skulking in a instinct like move
it turns its head to face me revealing 2 very large
bulging fiery red eyes
it is at this moment that i realize, that this fog,
these buildings, this grass, this cage are all
my creation and i am the bird...
as ive ventured out but
relentlessly came back to my opened door prison

U can not free what was never shackled