Déjà Vecu

Been there

Lived it


Tienamen Square

In the army of the

Great Kublai Kahn

The drums echo still.


In the fetid alleyways

Where I plied my trade

As an assassin

For the Borgias;

The aromas linger.

New Orleans

In the “Quarter”

I sold my

Ladies of the night

To the sound of Jazz.

Here I met Betty

A club singer

And wife in this life.

Or perhaps it’s just my

Fevered imagination.