For Jen

or even mine to own
but only to take out on loan
like so many musty library books
that everyone claims they read
but only the dead
ever actually opened.

You said that your heart belongs to someone else
but apparently
your heart is no part of your body
which you so readily passed to me

and yet in recieving it
i found the one part lacking
is the one part worth having
and the rest is just ashes
off the roach end of a used up joint
that someone else cashed
and then ground into the asphalt
to destroy the remains
so that there was no proof of the whole ordeal
except for the very cherry of the thing
the very heart of it
that you forgot about
and i can't off my head

so i guess the whole point
would be to ask you
whether or not you find it fitting
to let your own heart go
with whoever stole it
and take mine instead
because i'm afraid i can't bear to carry it around much longer
unless i lighten the load
or at least
shut it up
since i can handle the pain
but not the constant bitching