The Image of Deja Vu

The image of the letters of Déjà Vu Tells it true. The eyebrows of the 'e' and 'a' cast a frown, with the 'j' the snotty nose in between. Its the face of a frown, not a smile. For Déjà Vu stirs the heart with wishful view. With a canvas painted by a hopeful mind, waiting for 'match-up' to gel and bind links to the past, on a dead-pan bridge to the future. Providing supposed certainty, sense and purpose, rather than what chaos disgorges as fate and destiny re-written, by flaps of butterfly wings. For Déjà Vu is a tricky, deceptive, perpetual lier, that begs to lead you astray with its endless declension to past tense tainting the present with has-been conspiracy theories, collated in albums of recollections dusty, vague and worn-out.....