Pinky Toe Poem by Casey Renee Kiser / snail viXen

Pinky Toe



I have this one picture of You
from sixth grade.
Whenever I feel I'm slipping,
I dig it up.

I have always wished You
health and happiness.
But there was always this part of me,
as big as my pinky toe
that wished you misery...

So you would
Hunger for me
Hunt for me
Devour me
Once again.

I will take this guilt to my grave.

Wednesday, December 26, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: connection,honesty
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
From the book I LIKED YOU BEFORE I THOUGHT I WAS DEAD
©Casey Renee Kiser 2013
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