What’s The French For Déjà Vu Anyway? Poem by Dónall Dempsey

When I met you first
the price of being
“THE HAPPY FAMILY”
was your un-happiness.

And although you were unwillingly willing...
...it was too high a price to pay.
I held on to all this
un-happiness

So that you could escape
into the freedom of being
happy
(hopefully with me)
You left me holding
this un-happiness like it was
the proverbial baby

...then you left me.
Now the price I pay
for your happiness
is
my un-happiness.
Baby...we’ve come a long way.
Sorry, what’s the French for deja vu
...or did you say.