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I am.
‘Yo sé que ya no soy como yo era’ Sang the cantaor flamenco. Jose Merce Lord have mercy on me. Yo estoy aqui. I think therefore I am....
Rebecca W Morris
Dec 13, 20161 min read
If Clouds had eyes
I am to wander I wonder. I wander. Lonely as a cloud. As a cow. “Cows are not lonely.” “You don’t know that.” “You never thought If a cow...
Rebecca W Morris
Dec 13, 20162 min read
Something’s going to happen
Something’s going to happen Is what they keep saying Something’s got to happen Is what they say I sit in the quadrangles Of London’s...
Rebecca W Morris
Dec 8, 20161 min read
up, up & up
Up up and up You may want to Evict letter council Funds withdrawn Lobo me Lobotomise me Please refer to letter Dated council marked...
Rebecca W Morris
Nov 28, 20162 min read
Put the clods on the top
Put the clods on the top. How do you get over heartbreak? By getting your heart broken again. Put the clods on the top. There was...
Rebecca W Morris
Nov 14, 20161 min read
Don’t throw the baby out with the bathwater!
Don’t breastfeed the baby in the restaurant! Don’t throw the baby out with the bathwater! Wet the baby’s head! We remembered and then we...
Rebecca W Morris
Oct 29, 20161 min read
Accepting The Thing of Death
I. Keep the sharks at bay This horror in the corner of my mind Stay at the door please You enter me But I will not enter you But now the...
Rebecca W Morris
Oct 28, 20162 min read
Sadness keeps me company
Sadness keeps me company I go to greet him Like Simon and Garfunkel Hello darkness my old friend He has been around since the beginning...
Rebecca W Morris
Oct 22, 20161 min read
Dreams are theatres
Dreams are theatres Big facades ochre auburn and brown Large heavy buildings encased in Swimming pools High rises Streets with no...
Rebecca W Morris
Oct 8, 20161 min read
THE RIVER THAMES
COME ON DOWN TO THE RIVER THAMES COME DOWN TO US COME ON DOWN TO US COME DOWN TO US WE’RE WINDING THROUGH YOUR INNER CITY LIFE A SWELLING...
Rebecca W Morris
Sep 22, 20162 min read
autumn air
I smelled it in the autumn air Cruel nature cruel cruel nature I smelled you in the memory Crisp autumn air and My own hibernating habits...
Rebecca W Morris
Sep 20, 20161 min read
London was burning
London was burning London was burning Call the doctors Call the doctors They’ve gone on strike There is a cold wind blowing through...
Rebecca W Morris
May 11, 20161 min read
when I remembered there was a place
squash out your sausage filter i'll stay here burning fires to the empty black sky you dont need to be i am like a pixellated daemon you...
Rebecca W Morris
Apr 15, 20161 min read
Destruction of the self
Suicide letter Destruction of the self it's a snapshot of destruction we all want it it's so clever post capitalist punk but where do we...
Rebecca W Morris
Apr 14, 20162 min read
Flamenco, in British
Letra 1 today I lost my dignity I will channel it into the wild spirit of the gypsy who spits in the face of civilisation. The black dog...
Rebecca W Morris
Oct 14, 20151 min read
The ant
How comforting to know you are no better than an ant The ant is even superior A mess of limbs curled Under the world’s sun And the...
Rebecca W Morris
Apr 30, 20151 min read
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