Labyrinth Lock

The labyrinth begins to turn as you stand at it's center
the maze becomes fluid and alive,
it's coiling, serpentine around you
the restriction and control is stifling, misting
obscuring, you spend so long lost
until you found it's center, it's eye, it's command
and now it losses you again, and you are forgotten
you are 'past', history, a chronicle
the puzzle box closes down tight, and it's
the manhole of your life.