Premonition

it started as

a vision
dreamy images
blurry yet sharp
something I couldn’t grasp
a mystery
more like a dream.
then the sound of a ticking clock awakened me.
I walked.
and talked.
and bang!
here I am in the same situation
which was
in my dream.
was it an optical illusion?
a play in my naive mind?
but it’s real.
it is real.
my dream... realized.
something that I could not fathom
for a long time.
always.
always happening.
more frequent.
now.
and I can’t control it
like sparks of light from a welding machine
scattered
random
indefinite.