Poem #665

snail goes to house
she slimes onto the door
“hello? I am here”
door opens, person walks out
door closes, snail is still there
person says, “who is it?”
and they go back inside
snail hangs on
but is never noticed
eventually slime loses viscosity
and snail slides down
never heard
seen when dried up
why didn’t snail say anything?

Poem #663

I hate his lingering attention
his eyes watching me
standing too close
even when I take a step back
how he tries to force conversation
while I am intentionally short
I used to enjoy the friendliness
but it feels unnatural now
I want to be ignored
though nothing overt
something is wrong
I am uncomfortable