Deja Vu
By Malcolm Guy Boswell

All of a sudden my mind is transported
to another moment
hidden deep in confusion.
I am spellbound
Did I foresee or did I just remember
the events I now live or lived before?
Could it be the sun that escapes the clouds
the voices in the background?
Was it yesterday or is it today
a second time around?
Deja vu
Is it a memory aborted
by chance or on purpose
or a splice in time
that reminds me of my infinity?
Whatever
It doesn’t matter now
as I’m left lulling over what I feel
or what I felt long ago, today
as it happens all over again.