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Flowers of Glass
We started to wonder if we'd made a mistake
seeing them whirling within the glass
cold, unworn lust released in a flood
of indigestion like mud in the grass
so now they seem deadly for goodness' sake
let me fish with baited breadth
squashing the lobsters
with deadened breath, weird curry
it's time we fed the pearls
they swirl hurry
glass flowers