Zoe Holden

Zoe Holden Sep 2019

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The world doesn't need another sad, sullen poet
-But it still made me

#poets #sadpoets

Zoe Holden Sep 2019

But That's Alright

See me?
-vast undisturbed classroom walls
Hear me?
-pitch black silence

Zoe Holden Sep 2019

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If we burned the bibles
-debricked the churches
Who would we be?

Zoe Holden Sep 2019

Mama

I was born on September 19th, 2008
Mid-twilight the birds were still singing
Mama I never knew my fate

8.6 lb was my weight
I came into this world cries ringing
I was born on September 19th, 2008

Going to school was great. Mama I’d met my first playmate
Then we were swinging, ignoring the bell’s ringing
Mama I never knew my fate

It was show and tell date. Mama you packed me my ice skate.
My playmate and I walked to class grinning
I was born on September 19th, 2008

Mama Jimmy was just my classmate
But what he pulled out of his backpack was menacing
Mama I never knew my fate

Try not to hate
I died gun still ringing
I was born on September 19th, 2008
Mama I never knew my fate

Zoe Holden Sep 2019

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souls standing in the mirror clear as glass
wasting our lives in thought iridescence
never would you notice us as we pass
exteriors shine blindingly florescent

Why need look more? Blonde, tall, and skinny
basic for sure. short, mousy, and brunette
you’ve seen the type. Just a mass city
walking under peer given name. Preset.

Masking our heart beating singular tune.
Towards directions anew. There it goes.
hidden in the dark of glowing moon
beyond the crescent’s glow, stay shadows

so when you’ve looked and you’ve seen
what more is there? Why look beyond the scene?

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In meditation they teach you to turn everything off.
Flick the switch on your thoughts.
Redirect.
Now, I'm a master at that.
I stare blank at the floor.
The boards are thin, dark wood, and recently restained.
There's a scratch the size of my fingernail in the right corner.
-I seem to have lost the switch.

Zoe Holden Sep 2019

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I can't think.
It's like i'm sitting in fog
looking for something
I've never even seen.

And what these words mean I can't say.