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Seawhirl trochus

from the Indo Pacific, beached near a poetic festival of white daffodils, spiral away our daily hugs of what’s negative. Fan the alabaster purity of inner fire white hot, like
the earth’s belly! Shine one of your leis atop the fragile awareness centers of our spine. Burnish our skin’s historical/alchemical sensors. Twist intentions and actions with pliable white radiance that masks all colors in plain sight and poultices the unknown we fear.

Psyche of liminal space—
where dream, memory,
play and enlarge reality’s
doorway. Pry apart censor
and power broker. Twirl
your upside-down scuba
grip around laws of scientific
fact on the seafloor certainty
of human feeling. Wash your
luminous scrim over departure
and return’s moveable point

Cloroxed coral
Surf-tumbled Torso

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