Too Well Anon

Too Well Anon

A Poem by Onoma

sometimes there's an existent
persuasion, that shadows
individually blend in, As.
that is--they enter.
you know they've entered,
having conjured them, too
well anon.
a merciful mark that appears
& disappears--hiding for your
sake.
known by import, that which 
seeks the gratification of
seeing...but not being seen.

© 2024 Onoma


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Added on June 15, 2024
Last Updated on June 15, 2024