Coping, by the lake

I’ve been pretending
Just like you
Never comprehending
The best of you, me,
And the best of you.

The years crept in
While I’ve been pretending
To understand  the  reckoning
To come

How are we to understand 
This simple but grand 
Grand design 
To which we’re assigned  
All signs dissolving in the sand

You know I’ve survived by laughing 
All my nervous white-water rafting 
Pulsing forward and mapping
The rapids snapping God’s thin wrapping
Clapping blindly along with the cohort you done trapped me in: 

Confounded corporate colleagues
Desperate despots desperately diseased
Ungrateful lovers gone to snores
Badly maligned hookers and whores
Bratty kids
Career skids
Age defeating us all
Father’s sudden fall
Blot clots dropping
My best buddy shopping
At Target
The ruin of us all
The mall, the goddamned mall 
Tear it all, tear it all
Down

May we just be
In peace
Increase our ease
Ah, consider these wild geese before ye as they float without strain or pain into the main thing, the jet-stream-thing, that thing that’s some god’s invisible dream driving all pollination, all elation, and cosmic fellation, the seedlings going deep, all sharing our
All sharing our caring hearts with one another
Consider these geese
Cease your cheese eating and breathe 
Just breathe
And end
End
Pretending

American River