This, My Columbia

This, My Columbia
... The Columbia River

" Cosmos Cascading " (10x23)

" Cosmos Cascading " (10x23)
August, 2011 id3300

" Blacking Streaking Black Red " ( Right Corner View )

" Blacking Streaking Black Red " ( Right Corner View )
August, 2011 id3286

Saturday, April 03, 2010

Jumping Ship With Me and My Sheepskin

If you die old

If you die alone -

Very alone

The County sends
The Meat Truck.
They shovel up
Your lifetime's stuff,
Into garbage bags
And a computer numbered bin -

Nothing personal,
Nor shame nor sin.

Then the lawyers will take a slice
And even an extra helping or two -
Albeit, better he or she
Than a greedy relative
That never gave a fiddle for you. 
 Well, at least the Sheepskin -
 Which reads  " With Great Distinction "
 Now cast into cyberspace,
 Will illicit from the Gods
 Perhaps a nod, or a wink or two -

How's that for an irony of denouement -
How's that for a few lines of adieu?
And the crew of gleaners
Will mock with laughter
An old man's sad trappings -
His tarnished house and cache
Of sentiment and pictures
From the hay days -
And framed in the sepia
Of the long ago.
And then the loose coins
And a mother's gold locket
Slip, with a pence or two
Into the usual pocket.

I tell you, brother
The best plan
To beat the Reapers -

Get aboard your sailboat
And take the duffel bag
With all your special stuff,

Head for the Last Horizon
And standing on the Bow
With steel and steady heart
Jump into the sea
With the loving arms
Of Yahweh and Eurydice
Awaiting there for thee.

Or, more simply sayable -
Take a drink
Take a pee
And jump into the sea.