Girl Poem by Paul Butters
Girl
Girl slumbers, clothed in sun:
Flyless Venus-Flytrap,
Void of motion, thought or action,
Still-life image,
Lake of oil lays waiting for a flame to come.
Her head, factory of outworn thoughts,
Churns patterns of the past………………
(Notes: Quite an old one this. Interrupted as I had to go on holiday!) .
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5/9/2024 7:41:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the past that will come back....... and churns me!