September 2 by The Running Son
¨°o.O– DeJa Vu, and etc. –O.o°¨
I’ve been here before, I know it!
Wrote it in my poetry, noted it
before in some other form, woven
unnoticed, another forecasted storm
within some other forlorn poem.
I think I saw it coded, open sourced
and hard-wired into my soul, looping me
back into old habits, DNA strings
pulling, my posterity tree watching me
spiral downward, viral and rolling.
Tragedies unfolding over tragedy.
A tapestry with space in between, see?
And maybe in this space happiness exists,
if not strangled thin and blue faced;
deja vus induced by too stretched fabric.
Written for the prompt, “Repitition”: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/01/daily-prompt-repetition/
by Jim Aldrich (:
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