It runs the nights
The fright of friendship
Won't became how
Home feels how?

We stopped and talked
And stayed the fight
In nights escapes
We watch the sun
And not another fall

Zoe sculptures poems on the run

Devastated stencil won't
Plagiarize Love
She asked to hold me
For I spoke poetry

And the cloudy visions of Pickwick
Papers ugly in her city window frame