Close-Up with a Giraffe

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Everyone gasped, but to my ears,

They sounded like hushed, giddy cheers.

The giraffe leaned close to me, her black eyes

Soft and curious under veils of wing-like

Lashes. She chewed slowly, verdant leaves

Dangling from one side of her broad mouth.

I froze— her lazy chewing moment sates

My ancient hunger for things that fade.

I wanted to think she's smiling, even though

She's hungry for things that grow. 

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