Things are well and going good
Actually, not true.
Life has turned into a fraudulent adverb
faking its way to death,
disguised as a successful modifier,
say, an adjective or gangly participle
with a whole covey of obedient followers.
As for going good, the well is --
how to put it -- also a lie,
contains nothing of substance, has dried up --
redundantly and figuratively speaking.
After all, do not cisterns dry downward,
water slipping stealthily away
into gray clay, seeking black cracks
at shaft's bottom, every drop,
like hope, vanished --
gone, well, forever, good.