B A Bum Poem by Gabriel Crow

B A Bum



I forget.
If it was monday
Or sunday,
But one day,
In the past,
I cast,
My life,
Into the water.
And walked away, never to see it again.
That was my hope.
My mom always said i'd be a bum.
Someday,
In the future,
While i'm smoking my dope,
I'll see you again.
See you again my friend.
See you in the end.

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Gabriel Crow

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