fibinacci, Poetry, we write poems

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we write poems: object…. my object, i’ve been reading virginia woolf.. in fibinacci form, 1-1-2-3-5-8-13-8-5-3-2-1-1 ; photo: frederico navaro, flickr

can’t
help
myself
you know it
shifting back and forth
almost helpless full of fight dangerous delusions
pulled away by season’s soft roar
i head backwards bound
you know it
myself
can’t
help

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