It's a fine pastime, putting
together lists of things
you really like. This book
that chapter, another verse
you don't quite remember
Always just beneath
the bough of breaking tastes
that go this way and that
it's all a man can do to keep up
with her latest last best book
Listening to a dream
recounted past good sense
we have to listen well
but you know a picnic
isn't exactly a fine meal
It's not actually a list
you can sit on for long either
there are ants on the way
one of them has already arrived
damn it's got a piece of paper too.
©ROB SCHACKNE (2009)