Attack of the strangely familiar

You wouldn't know Deja Vu if it bit you in the ass
- but you'd think that you do. It would feel just like,
in the back of your head - there's
a memory, maybe
a dream, where

something happened. You can't quite -

find your way back. But it feels
very certainly, teasingly
like what just happens to be
happening, just about now.

What if the personified or demonized psychological concept
of experiencing a strong but delusive or illusory sense
of the familiar were sneaking up on you
- "I've been here before!
I know this scene!" - then, trying
to remember where and when, as elusive details misdirect,
slip by right and left, bearing no resemblance
whatsoever to whatever you are trying so forcibly
to unforget - and most importantly! To
reconstruct what happens next "AAAGH! WHAT WAS THAT?!"

Whirling round,

"Something just

bit me

IN THE ASS -

AGAIN!!"

- nothing there!
no sign!

there never is.

What was it? But

you wouldn't know, even then. Even though
you're convinced

that you did.