Lawyer – by Aswin Vijayan

 

Today, I walked up to her desk.
It was messy, unlike her
brisk appearance
that wears the shades of the rainbow
with a casual finality.
 
There were books,
predictably pertaining to the laws
unruly, unlike her
hair that falls neatly
to her sides.
 
A hygiene product sat whispering
to the laptop cooler
all black, unlike her
words that smother you with their certainty
and playfully warn you to stay out of trouble.
 
Probably,
I will talk to her before I go.

 

 

 

 

Aswin is a poetry enthusiast from Bangalore, India. His poetry has been published in Deccan Chronicle and The Unprecedented Review. His poems are forthcoming in Spillwords and Anti-Heroin Chic. Aswin also curates poetry on his website Write and Wrong

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