who got lost somewhere in cyberspace
all his sites just disappeared one day
and all i could find was a sad face
we rode rockets out at kennedy
we hung out at old beach bars
we exchanged linguistic destiny
and the space between the stars
he would write words that would make me think
deep thoughts that poked my consciousness
others said he would drive them to drink
and even that he was a complex mess
but the laughter was the best he gave
his perspective was askew just right
some words on the way back machine (good save)
still shine his unique light
i know time space relativity
will make everything alright
but with all our intellectuality
and linguistic rationality
there are still reasons we can not see...
i miss mikey b tonight
i miss mikey b tonight
i miss mikey b...
tonight
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