i am losing losing losing losing losing it trying to find you again my dear jory
searching for that girl who sat in the corner of the room
doodling stars on the surface of her thighs
i've spent countless sleepless nights just thinking wondering asking myself why why why and waking up in the morning with my pillow still slightly damp
time has been passing through me ever since you left my dear jory

the twelve year old girl i brought with me to idyllwild is still roaming those woods
she sits upon the grassy slope looking up at those flowering shades
and waits for you to join her