Anger easily replaces love,
thriving on the same intensity.
Once anger moves in,
it’s hard to return to love
the shift becoming about control,
an oyster makes a pearl
under such conditions.
That pearl is prized by the world.
I wonder about women of the Fifties,
June Cleaver debutantes, earning
so many pearl necklaces.
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