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Isobel Webster Jan 2018
She ***** me with her words
forcing herself on me
through the phone line,

Unable to pull myself
away from the
vindictive *****
called
Isobel Webster
Isobel Webster Dec 2017
Heavily addicted rainstorm/
In the midst of coffee spilt tears/
Blue curtin ramblings/
In a headmasters grave/
Lolled eyes that leer/
Uncomfortably built from a clean slate/
And only avoided to hide behind/
Isobel Webster Dec 2017
You're not enough,
or so you tell me,
and it's your biggest fear
Isobel Webster Dec 2017
You're old now,
missing buttons
and cut pockets.
She says you had better days,
but to me you never looked better.
Isobel Webster Dec 2017
Perhaps,

When the power came back on,

I was a different person.

Because I could see what was in the dark
Isobel Webster Nov 2017
I fell in love when I was six,

looked straight up into the dark void
and found gravity did not exist,

threw my hands ritualistically to the stars,

to hear their stories
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