No Plans (Poetry)

I don’t know what is coming
in a way I’m kind of glad
I have dreams about escaping
I have thoughts which drive me mad

I’ve had plans which came to nothing
like so many wishes do
and while nightmares shouldn’t happen
they’ve a way of coming true

Life’s a crap game so they tell us
it’s a helter skelter ride
you can bet the dice are loaded
and we’re on the downward slide

There’s no meaning and no purpose
there’s no vast god-driven scheme
all existence merely random
that’s the way it’s always been

So ignore the wallchart planner
toss the diary in the sea
make no dates for lunch or dinner
live each day impulsively

For no one knows what’s coming
nothing’s certain — that’s for sure
we’re all accidents of nature
and for death there is no cure

Go enjoy life and be reckless
have as much fun as you can
’til the carnival is over
and the bad shit hits the fan