begging for many more opening
like a homeless, restlessly carrying
a wallet fat as her unused brain
to discern not wealth, an affection
at the door step that she is kicking
seeking more
love, bent on biting
the hand feeding
her mouth, a gate
opening strength
to a flexing foot
will she ever,
ever open her wallet
to let her mind know
a bird in hand
fulfilling more
than many in a scrubland
as un-grasped affection
is life discarded
© henry victor 15.07.2015
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