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Deja Vu

Posted on | September 26, 2007 |

rushing waters
flowing to the
days of the setting sun

selling the night
as living
buying into
conjectured dreams
following days

deja vu
do it all over again

in the center of a
lush lawn complete
with perfect grass and
precise edging

a silver goblet
stained with nightmares
sparkles dully in the sun

deja vu
do it all over again.

seeing the same
dream every night
endless circuit of
one resistor after another

one day soon will never come

the goblet fades
the grass dies
winter rips into the air

deja vu
do it all over again.

Category: poetry corner

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