my excess

i betted

on an injured horse

again and again

calling her mine

despite her kicking

on my face

every time i bend

to tend her leg

battered

earlier by a spouse

with her passive aggression

taught me no lessons

on self-care

stupidly

for long

holding her hand

tattered

now, beyond limits

still a mouse

i have let into my heart

to roam

to nibble away

my body, mind and soul

to enjoy

my washing

of the growing tiny feet

henry victor     27.02.2014