Remember When We Watched Kill Bill Together

C. Renee Kiser

I cheered, maybe a little too much...

The next day, you said you loved me

then called for my hearse

You are so impatient

You couldn’t even give a girl time

to get ready

to die

Before I knew it,

my ride was there

And you had me all set, pale-faced

to your two-faced

You threw me in and slammed the door

I didn’t even get a chance

to show you my underwhelming

zombie-cheerleader kick

You would’ve been charmed

I'm sure

You always said I could make you laugh

like no other

It's cool, I can be a good little dead girl

'cause I know

You will never laugh the same

again

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