Pinned Up

butterfly
You pinned my wings to the wall and then
instructed me to fly….
Oh to be back cocooned in my own enzymes
slowly digesting my plump thoughts
until I was made new, unrecognizable,
changed from the powers of my own
natural design.
There is no greater gift
than to be still and look inside.

Published by Tricia Sankey

Plays with words in her free time.

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