Tree Girl (revisited)
a tree sprouted from the stone
wall that’d claimed unbreached
water no longer moves the mill
with green tufty cogs impeached
a trunk burst from the leg
her face is made of leaves
does matter matter?
will it survive?
a ghost in the machine?
nature's child?
mindless chatter?
fools' feast?
at least...
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