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Looking Glass by Michael Walsh
I see coral purple as love poetry, and the polyp himself, beautiful stone-maker that he is. I see ciliated wrigglers, spooling ooze and touching circumspectly; green water pumpers and sliding pink limpets; broadcasting squid; walkabout feather-stars; libido everywhere, slipping in and out; an oversized fish with a melancholy lip; a jumpy dinoflagellate; cool-as-the-moon sea-squirts, and see-through jellyfish, open minds of the sea, lovely apprehenders, entirely sentient: like pale octopus, a friend of mine, a blithe spirit: and like myself, out-of-tentacle, riding the smooth water, glassy-eyed over my own blue past.

poem by Michael Walsh
from Neuron Mirror

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