Wider Still

A Poem by Onoma

Whisps of Manna

fall from ceilings.

The corners of beds

don't know--

don't want to know.

What spins them

wider still.

© 2025 Onoma

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Added on October 8, 2025
Last Updated on October 8, 2025

Author

Onoma

NY