Granted, the added punctuation is mine, along with the "and" but the rest wrote itself. (And that is so rare--when your lines just come flying at you with little or no effort.)
The Things They Carried:
Prayers for Sale,
A Thousand Splendid Suns,
The Yellow Birds
The Unknown Errors of Our Lives
Now your mission (if you choose to accept it AND if you're old enough to remember the opening bit of every "Mission: Impossible" show) Create a book spine poem. Have fun with it. After all, this poem will be almost effortless...