jess schwarcz

Rookie (october 17 1990 / memphis TN)

You'Re Gone - Poem by jess schwarcz

I can’t believe you’re gone
Gone away for good
Not just down the road at Jimmy’s
Or up town playing Wild Golf
You’re gone,
I can’t believe you’re gone.

Remember that late night gig,
You pulled me on your back
And lifted me up so high,
So to Casey I could wave goodbye?

That time we saw that sign,
“No Smoking Beyond This Point”
You pulled it off sticking it in my pocket
And said, “Don’t you ever dare,
Dare even smoke a thing,
Don’t you ever dare.”

That July my good friend died,
And I was drowning in my tears.
You sat there the whole nightlong
Holding me, telling me it’d be okay

You said it’d be okay,
Be okay, be okay,
You said I’d be okay,
And here I am today,
Without you by my side.

I can’t believe you’re gone
Gone away for good
Not just down the road at Jimmy’s
Or up town playing Wild Golf
You’re gone,
I can’t believe you’re gone.

Remember the time
You stuffed a whole banana
In you mouth, than smiled at me,
And it all came gushing out?

That day we built the Lego cars
Loaded them, tied them on a string.
We sent them rolling down Hammond street
In front of all the cops to greet,
Laughing until we almost died?

That one night I called you up
And told you the ER news
And the right ways to coke down charcoal.
You rushed over and spent the night
Laying right next to me, telling me it’d be okay.

You said it’d be okay,
Be okay, be okay,
You said I’d be okay,
And here I am today,
Without you by my side.

I can’t believe you’re gone
Gone away for good
Not just down the road at Jimmy’s
Or up town playing Wild Golf
You’re gone,
I can’t believe you’re gone.

Remember that night,
You swore you could float into the sky,
With only a box and pillow?
So we spent all night in the cold,
Sleeping in that box under the window.
When I woke in the morning
You told me among the stars we flew
And I actually believed you.

The cans we stacked in the window
Of the courtyard grill
You’d lift me up so strong
Just so I wouldn’t spill.
That time I knocked the sprite can off
Half still filled with sprite
I felt so bad, for getting you wet
But you just laughed and smiled.
And still to this day,
You haven’t drunken a sprite yet.

I can’t believe you’re gone
Gone away for good
Not just down the road at Jimmy’s
Or up town playing Wild Golf
You’re gone,
I can’t believe you’re gone.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 1, 2011


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