Sampurna Chattarji:The Art of Measuring Deviance

At noon your shadow
is a slow falling object
coinciding exactly
with my thirst for ink.
In the web of your fingers
a miniature giraffe
nestles, abhorrent
in its fraudulent cuteness.
Lap dog, lap giraffe,
how many degrees of deviance
will make me prove my love?

Sampurna Chattarji

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