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The Celestial Parlour Orchestra

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Your imprint lingers on the rim
Not a chip but a softened ring
A slow revision I now measure
By how the glass bends everything

It clouds when filled with heat
Reveals what should recede
This vessel recalls too much
Forgot how to remain inert

I dry it with attention
Rotate it counter to the clock
Not concealment just alignment
A shift within the chosen spot

At night when the kitchen calms
I swear it mouths your name
Not in sound but in the hollow
Where symmetry delays the flame