Bodies by Miriam Gamble

A horse must learn to carry its own weight
through the use of its quarters,
to take a contact on the mouth
that’s light but present, like the watchful eye of the law
when one is a fundamentally law-abiding citizen.
Or like the mind-hand’s realisation
that a song does not work by sound alone –
that you must listen to the words and write it off
if you do not like them. That you cannot have
‘fuck this’, ‘fuck that’ and ‘I’m not an animal’
without ‘she’s a bloody disgrace’;
that you cannot merely sing along to the good bits
but must learn to carry your weight
through your quarters, take a contact on the mouth
that’s light but present, like the watchful eye of the law,
oh brother, like the watchful eye of the law.

From: http://www.theguardian.com/books/2014/dec/15/poem-of-the-week-bodies-by-miriam-gamble

Date: 2014

By: Miriam Gamble (1980- )

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