Life is a lark

Life is a farce

We all participate

To the best

Of our ability

Or not…

Some take it

As a joke

Some consider it

A toke

Off the pipe

Leading

To Hither &

Beyond

Some swallow

The tacks

Of reality

And button down

To the tasks

They have to do

For others

Beyond

Themselves…

In the end…

We all need

Escape

Temporarily

At least…

In some form

Or fashion.

The devil is

In the details…

The design

You choose

Is up to you

Alone.