sometimes it’s good to be old

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fucking hipsters never saw jerry

on new years

off tickets you mail ordered in

and painted the return envelope

so the ‘random lottery’ of available tickets would

swing your way.

I saw the dead three times.

first time in la at the forum I passed out in my seat before the show even started

and woke up in the end, fully relaxed.

I think The Lord was saying I wasn’t ready yet.

best time was in vegas where it was faintly drizzly

which was perfect because it was hot

and the hippie girls wanted to dance with each drop

during Drums the stormclouds gathered and darkened

as the sunset tipped its hat with an extra burst of orange

and as it thundered, the two dead drummers echoed it

and played within it

Often predicting its rhythm and tripping everybody out.

most of all the dark,

who had just laid back

and watched it unfold.