desertdoorwayChoice?
Or illusion?

Doorways? Or mirrors?

We think we choose,
But is the future what
Lies beyond a dimly lit portal, thrumming
With the siren songs of longing?

Or merely a reflection of our own illusions?

Life’s a game of guesswork, of
Choosing between one-way doors.
And one-way mirrors.

And only then do we find out which is real—
One way or the other.

©Hemmingplay 2016

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