Struck
I was struck by an idea this morning.
Not like being hit by a baseball bat,
Like the one that nailed me yesterday
Thank god!
That one laid me up for the day,
Trying to think it through
Make sense of it.
This one was like the gentle,
Swift blow i remember
From a childhood game
Of "duck, duck, goose"
Still, I wanted to get up
And chase it around.
Catch it
Before it sat down
And left me
Unanswered
Unresolved.
Such blows to the mind
From the light slap,
The gentle nudge,
To the open ended smack of a
Bold new concept
Demand attention
Otherwise
I cease to feel them at all
Even when they bear down on me
Horn blaring
Tires squealing
And I
Have no where to go
At all
No resilience
And am squashed flat
By a speeding,
Negligent
Idea.
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