14 April 2013
A THOUGHT ABOUT FORM
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On form
for Black Caviar
I have never seen you
not watched you shred the rest
I live out here
listening to stories of you on the wireless
I talk to Elsie
busted in the hips
too many kids and a car prang
I give her carrots and hay
while the vet bills stack up
she licks Roussanne from my fingers
soft wet secrets from that enormous head
would you send her a signed photograph?
Philip White
with thanks to Max Allen
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