I'm bored and slothful and pococurante;
I should have a list of things to do
but I don't and therefore am listless.
That I am listless might irritate some;
well, let them think what they list.
Inclined toward itemizing
(so listing toward listing)
I draw up a column of writing ideas,
with foremost among them
the history of sepsis,
becoming a lister of Lister.
This reminds me a bit of RD Laing's "Knots", in the way it comes around and upon itself. Love this, Li. :)
ReplyDeleteI love word play. This is great!
ReplyDeleteI think that just tongue-tied my brain.
ReplyDeleteWhat about Leicester?
ReplyDeleteas Kelly says, I love the word play here..
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z