THAT DAMN LIST

Some days

You

Wake up

With so much optimism.

So full of,

Hope,

Of the things

You might do today,

Or tomorrow,

Or very soon anyway,

Or in a few weeks,

Or months,

Or next year,

Maybe.

Then you are tackled

By the onrush of NOW!

What everyone needs

From you right now.

By noon,

You need a break,

Just to recover

Some footing.

“Now what was that you were going to do?”

Oh, yes!

Build an empire,

Write a novel,

Lead the assault on hate,

Make love the new politics.

There was a list,

Somewhere,

#$!%#$@!

Damn!

What did you do with that list?