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in that quiet 
the lotus raises its head 
to see the filth surround its velvet hem; 

crowned 
she is now a queen 
beautiful, loved and frightening - 
a monster that feeds on filth 
to sustain her delicate white, 

soft petals 
conceal wanton organs 
awaiting the sting of a lost insect 

drunk 
with lingering scent 
poisonous, pure and perfumed, 
scent of juice for quenching thirst 
of the insect – tired, searching, 

slimy frog 
squats on the velvet hem 
awaiting the insect lured by the bait. 
                                                 -2008