Have you ever looked at something
And known, deep in your heart of hearts,
That you'd seen it before?
The quickening pulse.
The quaking stomach
You just can't ignore.

The worst part of it being
Reasoning with yourself. Believing
Something you last saw when dreaming.
It takes a lot of power,
And a swift intake of breath
To hear the question and say, beaming,

"Yes, I'm fine."
When you truly know yourself
That you're not.