DEATH BY DEJA VU

Death by Deja Vu

Remembering things

That have not come to pass

I drank the sands of time

In polished glass

In mirrored halls

On checker-boarded floors

I danced the waltz

In rooms that had no doors

And then by some degree

I could not say

I crawled beyond the night

Into the day

'Twas there in amber dawn

I saw the key

Held in the hand of one

Who looked like me

Floating just above

An azure pool

With veils that blew in winds

Of fire, yet cool

She looked at me

And smiled a taunting smile

Put out her hands

And held me for a while

I could not speak

There were no words to say

She read my thoughts

And whispering, slipped away

And as the morning came

I saw the stream

That wandered through the world

Within the dream

Mad and maddening,

Like ends that have no start,

The sun exposed

The hollows in my heart

I could not find the path

That leads to love

I could not grasp the hand

Within the glove

So I turned back

To seek the house of stone

From which I had escaped

And stood alone

And in my hand, a key

I had not found

Turned in an ancient lock

Without a sound

My house, my house

The place I knew so well

With towers high

And cellars deep in hell

The ballroom called to me

And off I ran

And the girl there in the mirrors,

Began her dance again.

©by Voo

September 13, 09

 3:13 a.m.