All right already I’ll fucking say it
“I still miss Jerry.”
I mean “Reality reared its ugly head
and I won’t look for Jerry
in 7-11’s or pictures of clouds
on Oprah’s show
but I still miss jerry
I miss that high
in “I Know You Rider”
as Jerry told us prophetically
we would miss him when he’s gone
I still cry over brown eyed women
and candy men and wharf rats
and I refuse to accept rationalization
but I won’t pretend
the sky is red or the sun is blue
I still miss Jerry
because something is still missing
Shakedown Street just isn’t the same
and the journey to Terrapin
has lost its allure
4-5-2009