Another Man's Funeral

You upset my heart

with your grief, poetry

and toasts to your late comrade


You disturbed my world.

with your undisguised thirst 

for literature, beauty

social change and vodka.


The last of the beat generation

unapologetically raging for justice

standing for possibility.

You threw down a challenge


I came with condolences, and heard

About a life lived full and bold

Authentic, cut short 

before the passion expired

the words ran out


I came with lilies and left with questions 

culled from another man’s life 

pointing their accusing fingers 

at my vanishing days

and undone deeds.


Who will gather in what room

when my time runs out?

To keep this beat alive.