[Mr. J]

As the autumn leaves start to fall, I weep...
its all on me to find this stolen part of me.
Augustine was more than a smallish teen
She was point guard for the Partridge team
She earned straight As to fuel her college dreams
at 15 she got a job serving tables as a waitress
her down to earth attitude made her a favorite
She loved to read because the books took her places...
even had Mr Darcy written on her friendship bracelet
her diary was buried beneath pens & pencils...
paperclips & a stapler designed with gems & symbols...
representing peace..a feeling less than existential
on her desk she had a picture, very sentimental.
Her Grandfather & Mom standing near a billboard
welcoming anyone to the town she feels for...
Because several weeks back her best friend died
down near the river where all the freshman hide..
bonfires & bottles of liquor, Ol Southwestern pride.
mangled in her car with her headrest high...
Her name was Jenny, 5 foot 5 with a promising life
she was a year older by 2 months, lost in a lie.
See, Jenny knew Augustine was top of the list.
With that knowledge, jealousy was often the twist
Augustine had a thing for this jock, Joshua Hicks.
Joshua knew but so did Jenny & so begins our story...

The more I learned about Augustine the less I knew
as the weeks passed by her obsessions grew...
the details of her exploits made less sense but truth...
came to the light when it is left alone...
I saw the last text she sent as I checked her phone...
& thats when I knew what happened on that dark night
I knew what was up ahead....another hard drive


to be concluded....?













probably not :)