Poems from caseyrb
if you find yourself committed, then
know this: you must smile for every camera at the
vanilla cake wedding. romanticize the way our house...
bite at the hand that
feeds you keep quick and cunning
as the doors close watch out:
someone could be
listening to you be kind
and...
clock ticks suck blood. i form daily contrast in the hallways
by splitting skittle colors. a childhood car game: kids standing
on the...
soiled diary spells out
dimension days today, monoliths
of running baby laps round the old organ:
dry heaved dreams everyone has shared....
there’s something so sweet about
almost dying, getting
crushed in the driver's seat as a drunk flings
metal scraps at neck putty
like...