Semicolon; a Poem

Updated: Mar 23, 2024

The scythe has reaped my spirit raw

Again….

Void. Void. Void.

Cavernous embrace

Filled emptiness

Tactile gray

Metallic

The air lingers heavy

Hanging damp

Breathe of a corpse

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