Blue Moon Deja Vu

you missed it

on january twenty-first

--- at nine twenty-one p.m. ---

it was the twenty-first minute

of the twenty-first hour

of the twenty-first year

of the twenty-first centrury.

i was there, though. i was scrolling through Facebook, and i just happened to come upon a prophetic meme that told of the coming of the sacred minute.

but what would i do with it?

contemplate my smallness in the grand scheme of bomb defusers

breath holders

egg cookers

(minute watchers)

as the minute crescendoed, i realized that this once-in-a-lifetime sixty

was giving me deja vu

for the god-like potato chip

and the rose that bloomed on my concrete

the same summer of Hailey's comet

when i actually remembered to bring my sales receipt

it was like the time it snowed on Christmas

before my son ate his vegetables

when it was the best of times,

and the worst of times,

and Furbies were collectibes.

it was like once in a blue moon

existential vroom

de ja vu

sorry you missed it