The Idea Poem by RIC BASTASA

you come surprisingly
and i am amazed about what you are
you are risky
and gives me the shivers
of the dangers that you are giving me
you are quick
to appear and too quickly you
disappear
you tell me that i must be prepared
to record you in memory
that i must have a paper and pen on hand
ready for the keeping

you are the idea
so much has been wasted
because i am raged with age
too lax
and lazy and
to time has become
a slave
bound for oblivion.