Thumbelina in reverse
Gigantism ails
The world outside
The frame

Shadows would go to
Any length
To impress
Their sense of scale

Upon the miniature
The die-cut
Person
Fits

I want a love out
Of all proportion
That heaviness
Pressing upon me

Colossal
Outside the grid
I haven’t made it
Big

I’ve made it small
I’ve thrown my
Hands up in horror
And stayed

Sampurna Chattarji

This entry was posted on Tuesday, December 8th, 2015 at 5:23 pm and is filed under English. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.