Dig Poem by Casey Renee Kiser / snail viXen
Dig
I'm standing outside myself
again
I watch you
dig and dig my grave
Keep digging, darling
It's the ONLY time
you could be mistaken
for strong
I won't sweat it
I know what you're made of,
babe
I watch you
dig and dig my grave
Keep digging, darling
How you do entertain the stars
Keep those feet sturdy
or
You might
just
fall in
I've heard
the moon
can
be
pushy
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