(Abrus precatorius family Fabaceae)
Abrus precatorius sounds like liturgical chanting: Precator sum, I pray, with bi-coloured rosary-strung peas. Or is it … confetti seed-strewn? Or maybe rhythmic rowing, the leaves and seed pods miniature paddles slurp-swashing. Or flying packages: olive-clayed cartouches to petition, contra-(re)ceptive. Or the leaves, the backs of thin thongs hung flapping in multiples, displayed to swell selling.
Seed pods are Tin-Tin-curlicued-tail-end. Tiny, headless, flattened rats. Or brown-furred stingrays body-commune clustered/held to the umbilical-cord stem, or nipple-joined and could-be-plucked, the tail pointing to the world with the leaves signal-flagging some soundless language something understands.
Seed is dark-chocolate haired above a toffee-coloured, featureless face, the single-roomed sheath of its pod home organza-curtained partitioned, potentialed for adornment-desired neck-lace or arm-cuff.
Flower: eyeless mole rats emerging blind. Before it blooms, the flower coming from its sheath-opening and a crawling insect face or, before that, a pointed/speared beak with unknown body. Flowering flesh-red, veal thin, fat marbled, flounced-capped or cloche-hatted. Stamens jellyfish-mimicking.
Beseeching vegetal being to purge, tone, recharge flesh and blood.