Dry Poem by Casey Renee Kiser / snail viXen

Dry



Dry
like the thick tangle of a noose

Dry
like the rain in reverse

Dry
like a bone cocktail

Dry
like my smile when I'm trying to seem sincere

Dry
like masturbation on a Sunday afternoon

Dry
like my throat when I said what I had to say

Dry
like a prayer from a rich girl

Dry
like religion about to catch fire

Dry
like the skin I had to shed to go on

Monday, January 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,indifference
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from the book, Hold Me Under: Poems to Drown to
©Casey Renee Kiser 2014
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