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the calm
from within its gathered folds of gently wrinkled skin
gradually noses
this flowering head
purplepink, tender, strong
ridged to sing
like a wetfingered wineglass rim
its tightlipped mouth begins to part and express
a beaded vowel – a salty pearl
a fluid taste of things to come