JOHN CENA IS BAD AT HAIKUS

by Kira Stevens

you can’t see me
this is my cry for help
I can’t see me either
   seriously can anybody see me
dysthymia is mad chill dude but
sometimes I’m not chill
I’m just shy—I’m just tired
   all the fucking time hahah
ahahahah do you ever just
watch yourself lie laughing and silently say
   help
   I’m not trustworthy
   and I’m trapped
challenge accepted
this is too simple
I don’t trust it
I’m not worthy
   watch me prove it
I don’t mean to brag but
my doctor has no idea
what’s actually wrong with me
I’m a mystery, baby
   I’m a goddamn wildcard
lalalalala I love myself
   I just don’t listen
   I’m covering my ears
   I know my tricks
   I hear me lie all the time
here’s a pro-tip
   I think I’m gonna die
   most of the time, so I don’t take
   half the things I feel
   all that seriously

Kira Stevens is a poet and visual artist originally from Delaware, and currently based in Brooklyn. She has an MFA in Creative Writing Poetry from The New School and a BS in Psychology from the University of Maryland. Her chapbook, Highly Noted and other poems was published by Lillet Press in 2021. More of her work can be found on Instagram @words4food and on Twitter @kirawritespoems.