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 May 2022 Zoe Mae
Aishu
A pair of love birds
Romancing under the sky,
Looking eye to eye.
We all was
wasn't we?

and after was, what became of us,
did was what was destroy us?

Was, was lots of wishes
was water under bridges
was the minute before midnight
was a lover that held you tight,

I was, was once
 May 2022 Zoe Mae
Elliot
We don’t see the carrots to be cut,
We see the sharp knife that could cut us.

We don’t see the bridge,
We see the other side of the railings.

We don’t see painkillers,
We see medication we could drown ourselves in.

We don’t see the train,
We see the tracks we could lay on.

We don’t see the nice view,
We see the cliff's edge we could jump off.
 May 2022 Zoe Mae
am i ee
2:30 am
 May 2022 Zoe Mae
am i ee
2:30 am

dark,
quiet.

gentle rain falls,

silent but for the drops.
blessed silence in the middle of the night in the modern suburban hell
I used to see you
right here
in my dreams.
I used to see you,
you'd come
visit me.

I just want to be loved,
I only want you
to love me.

You would whisper
and quietly sigh,
I would tear the blue
right out of the sky.

Come and love me,
you billowy cloud.
I only ever just
wanted you around.

Now sleep deftly flees my needs,
and I hate seeing my ceiling.
Come and love me, come and say hi.
Come and visit my dreams tonight.
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