Needless Things: Skull's Eye

Hollow socket, frozen stare, An empty orb that isn’t there. A target drawn in bone’s embrace, Death’s own bullseye etched in face.

Through caverns where the echoes hide, The Skulls-Eye sees the other side. No mercy, pupil, spark, or flame, Just darkness whispering your name.

A portal carved from marrow’s shell, An omen’s gaze, a ringing knell. Hit the mark, you can’t deny, The world is pierced by Skulls-Eye. NNN