Lizz Murphy





Lizz Murphy



I was very tame

I was very frightened

I was backed against a wall

I was a rabbit in the stupid headlight

Running forever in front of the car

The car hit but not me

My head was up my own arse

I made up a song

It had three words

My big sister said it was very good

That’s when I said I wished I could write

I didn’t actually say it that way

Someone had done something clever

I said I wished I could do that

She said but you wrote your song

I was singing it in bed in my lying-in

I was still quite small

I wasn’t satisfied

I knew it wasn’t good

I wanted to do something more

Both our backs were against that wall

Looking up the barrel

She doesn’t speak to me now

I am her trigger



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