Déjà vu
I've...
Well.
I have been here before
Yes.
Only
last time I was here,
I vomited
I know, I know.
I did, though.
I did.
And where everyone saw the most repulsive, pungent, steaming heap of waste, I saw --
Well,
I saw something different
I saw a perfectly blanched almond
I saw caramelized onion and cake
I saw an espresso martini that made me chuckle and more Midori sours than a table could accommodate
I saw dancing and lights
I heard music
I saw the smiles of my friends and I felt the touch of my lovers
I saw the bowl of cinnamon oatmeal and the promising brightness of the day outside
I saw ways be made through clandestine paths
I saw dirt and blood
I saw my heart's every desire
I saw deception
I've been here before.
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