Jennifer from Disappearances by Matthew Connor

Last I heard she was going by Jennifer
But who knows who she is now
Some days I’m sure I must have conjured her
From whole cloth, somehow, somehow

The trail went cold on the warehouse scene
Some policemen came and picked her bedroom clean
There were blurry photographs on the evening news
And whispers in the halls of whereabouts and clues
And now a hangup call can turn my dreams bizarre
Feeling someone’s stare on a subway car
I did everything I could, I think that I did
She had an exit plan, she hit a desperate skid

We were only boys back in Baltimore
We were only girls on the run
We kissed and the horizon would melt into the floor
Oh, Jennifer, tell me what you’ve done

The lines went down and the air was sweet
A swirling storm in the summer heat
We danced out on the lawn while limbs hit the ground
The tethered world spun loose when Jennifer was around

She would change her name with the seasons
But she’s forever Jennifer to me
Whatever she has done I'm sure she had her reasons
I hope she made it far and made it free
Her mother still calls her Jeremy

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