Isobel

I thought it was funny when you missed the train When I rang you at home they said you left yesterday I thought it was strange when your car was found by the tree in Ennis where we used to hang around Dear Isobel I hope you're well and what you've do

The first day of spring she finally stopped breathing Silent postscript to five days of waiting Eyes wide open unblinking unseeing She chose her moment well gracious to a fault She waited til they had stopped watching She waited til they were distrac

in a forrest pitch-dark glowed the tiniest spark it burst into flame like me like me my name isobel married to myself my love isobel living by herself in a heart full of dust lives a creature called lust it surprises and scares like me like me my nam