Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2020
bind a nugget

to the sun's mouth.

bind a crumb to the

moon's mouth...

to know they've already

eaten the heart of your

inmost/outmost matter.

simply to take turns

appearing and disappearing.
Onoma
Written by
Onoma  NYC
(NYC)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems