This poem was supposed to be a first-person account by my
good friend Jen about how she got lost in her messy bedroom
and was never seen again. I’m not going to make excuses.
There’s no point in trying to hide it. The reason that
I’ve got no poem is Jen’s not here to write it.
–Jeff Mondak

You can hear this poem performed as a song by Sergio Wals by clicking here.