Scar Their Spheres

Scar Their Spheres

A Poem by Onoma

die of those deaths,
hunt them down--
scar their spheres.
sap their thrills,
crossbone their
starvation with a 
lack of fear.
canvas their haunts,
while they too sleep.

© 2024 Onoma


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Added on July 1, 2024
Last Updated on July 1, 2024