Candy Necklace

Casey Renee Kiser

Little corpses stuck

to my glossed-up lips

Pretty dead boy;

hands on my lively hips

Unspoken words

unravel mummy loon

Gravedigger fell in;

Can’t fool a full moon

          Wanna push me ‘cause

          can’t see what I see

They love me hard-high

on their own darkness

String them together;

Boy-candy necklace

Wanna choke me; shut

up a fantasy?

Laugh at the rope burn

and call it tough love

Dream on boys,

I’m what nightmares are made of…

I wear them well

and eat them one by one…

Sour and breakable

…then there were none.

C. Renee Kiser's poetry is quirky and armed with bold confessional dynamite. Her humor is satisfyingly dark, confrontational, often abrupt, and always unsettling.