Casey Renee Kiser / snail viXen Poems

I drink just enough water to stay alive
I eat only when I almost faint
I don't answer the phone
Cause I stay so high, the clouds keep me busy
...

Nothing but crime
in my throat,
Eyes as vague
as a Tuesday night,
...

I want to feel alive
like people I see sometimes,
on the street,
holding hands
...

eye contact
is not on the agenda.

we can hold disturbing conversations
...

I wake up dead!
I wake up dead!
Clouds hang low
and the sky is red.
...

Rain is a lullaby
and thunder is a group hug.
Dreams are dirt,
sweep them under the rug.
...

meet me at the psychiatric ward
on your lunch break
and we can break in together
...

The grass moves, hello Mother,
the blades of grass cut another

I know you could not cradle me
...

It's clumsy of us
what we don't tell our girls,
or
what we allow them to believe
...

love me,
get lost in me

but beware
...