How do you say, "pull over," in Spanish?
Cause I think I've really got to go.
I made a mistake and drank a little water.
Ehhhhhhhhh.
Ohhhhhh, I really should have known better.
Some proverbs are true,
And we should heed them,
While some, however clever,
Are only designed to keep your heart in a ditch
And your soul on pepto bismol.

-jenn

It was an unwanted gift,
And so it sat unopened in the nursing home room.
And as it went,
There became less and less carbon dioxide in the air
And more and more of oxygen,
And finally, the strange homeostasis of death.
But all the woman had really wanted
Was to be loved,
And thought of often,
And visited with kindness.

And now someone has bought the gift at a thrift store
And delivered it to me,
And the wrap has sat so long
That the tacky ends won't peel,
And I couldn't open it if I wanted to,
Which I don't,
For I , too, just want to be loved,
And thought of often,
And visited with kindness.

-jenn

I dip my fingers into the moon on the water
And silently stir the light into the deep
Slowly the outer light becomes insight
And darkness parts like a veil
And understanding like sleep
Comes over me

And how many things have come from nothing?
And how many times has time covered the trail
Of ripples that began as something
And vanished as if nothing had ever prevailed in the world
Except your unpredictability

But tonight I see that every tear I've cried
Has been saved in a bottle
And every time you said I took it wrong
I cried again
And all my teardrops are quantumly entangled with reality
And finally the pull from deep within and out there very far away
Aligned
And I see that I was right

-jenn

I weep for you, my friend,
Because your troubles never end,
And you can't see clear
To know that they are caused by fear.

But everyone should start out as a mother,
So everyone can see themselves
And see each other
And know
That love is the beginning of all things.
Love is the meaning.

And every child should grow
From Love's great base,
And feel the sun shine sweet upon her face,
And be understood and known
In his right hour,
And feel the serenity and power
Of living courageously.

-jenn

I'm pretending to sleep
So you can sleep,
But you're pretending to sleep
So not to wake me,
But I feel the tell as we spoon together,
A swelling in your sweet emergent self.
Your relentless side cannot lie,
And I can see,
You want to cut down the cherry tree with me,
And tell the whole world about it.

So come and nuzzle the back of my neck,
And cup my breasts in your tender loving hands,
And whisper, sweet, the prayers into my ear,
The sexy words you know I want to hear,
"Are you awake?"

-jenn

This used to be an Avalon
Until it started hanging out with the wrong crowd of cars,
Hyundais and Volkswagens.
Then it got a tattoo on its bumper,
And it's bonnet got pitted from racing into great clouds of bugs on the interstate.
It got to huffing gasoline
Until ethanol wasn't enough anymore,
Moved up to the hard stuff--
Nitrous.
And now I don't know who it is anymore.

-jenn

Do you dream of me at night
The way I dream of you
(When I sleep)?
But when I lie there awake,
I think about you, too,
(And I wonder)
Should our thoughts and dreams meet in the air
Over some mountain whose granite could magnetize
The iron in our blood to form
Snowflake patterns
And join us together as one,
Would we,
(Could we)
Be so happy there?

-jenn