DEAR JACK,

Jenni,
I dream,
I’m evil
And It seems
That Jenni,
I’m falling,
And crashing,
And hurting.
Jenni,
I’m crying,
And Lighting,
You’re burning.
You’re burning.

As I’m feeling the sting on the back of my neck
From the mingling of heat with the salt of my sweat
The steam rises up from the grief and regret
Then I mix up every thought of all my love and her death
I watch the hearse driving by and I’m stricken with guilt
Then it boards on the ship with the men in their kilts
Her ashes they fly, they sink and turn into silt
Then I cry and scream inside it should’ve be me that I killed

Jenni,
I dream,
I’m evil
And It seems
That Jenni,
I’m falling,
And crashing,
And hurting.
Jenni,
I’m crying,
And Lighting,
You’re burning.
You’re burning.

My friends all disowned me and I went to the gate
at the side of the road by the farm where we’d wait
To talk out our pains and our angst and our hate
We’d try to throw feelings away but we threw rocks in their place
I wasn’t with her, no this time she’s not there
Or at least so it seemed and a truck was parked square
In the spot where I’d sit and it didn’t seem fair
So I started chucking all the stuff in the back straight through the air.

Jenni,
I dream,
I’m evil
And It seems
That Jenni,
I’m falling,
And crashing,
And hurting.
Jenni,
I’m crying,
And Lighting,
You’re burning.
You’re burning.

Just as a black jug of oil was streaming down from the sky
I saw she was in the corn field all alone as she cried
I told her to move but damn she didn’t reply
The jug struck the powered fence and the sparks started to fly
Then the field it caught fire and her cries filled the air
I tried run save her but the farmer was there.
He cranked on my arm and slurred gruffly of jail
I was made to watch her burn to the dirt as she wailed

Jenni,
I dream,
I’m evil
And It seems
That Jenni,
I’m falling,
And crashing,
And hurting.
Jenni,
I’m crying,
And Lighting,
You’re burning.
You’re burning.

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