For Marty Baum

they said
they have no more to offer
so you died
on them
you up and died
without your healthcare

I hope they played the Beatles at your funeral

you were a true
literary hero of College Park

we would rock the mic
when there was no mic
then when there was no more roof
we read
we shouted (as usual)
over firetrucks passing
that could not stop us

we looked like dudes on
soap boxes but there

was no typical gospel

we blew joints up
and the dominion trip
was real

Categorized as Poetry

By bgkarma

BGK is a revolutionary in the mind frame of intention with vibrational swim and entertainment snack to promote edutainment and self empowerment by use of multiple brains or servers to go next level.

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