More than a little ironic, which is where you seem to be most comfortable with your poetry. There's the metaphysical argument, of course, about timefulness and timelessness. It's a bit worse for wear in terms of subject matter, but I think the poem is good enough to justify its use. Some really superb concretization, like "dusty doorless hall," does a lot for this poem.
I can also appreciate the way in which you sustain the theme of legalism, especially in the third stanza (duty, tract, pact) so that the irony is carried through even despite one's suspicion of the intention of the poem.
Overall I think this is a very successful poem. As far as its conception is concerned, I'd also consider it flawless. (I might get clawed for saying so, but I think Serenity misinterpreted the scansion towards the end).
Always a pleasure to read from such a consistently productive poet as yourself, Alicat. Kudos.
"To me, the thing that art does for life is to clean it, to strip it to form."