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'Bodies' by Miriam Gamble

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Bodies contains a parable woven around the two particular things, horses and human control.
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A horse must learn to carry its own weightthrough the use of its quarters,to take a contact on the mouththat’s light but present, like the watchful eye of the lawwhen one is a fundamentally law-abiding citizen.Or like the mind-hand’s realisationthat a song does not work by sound alone –that you must listen to the words and write it offif 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 bitsbut must learn to carry your weightthrough your quarters, take a contact on the mouththat’s light but present, like the watchful eye of the law,oh brother, like the watchful eye of the law.

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