that
there
laughter
what
a noise
these
shenanigans
face
is getting all contorted
I
start feeling, what is it called, all giddy inside
this
is all new, very strange, queer feeling, as little
yelps
of sound escape from my lips
felt
like convulsions riveting through my body, from deep down inside, as
if it was hiding, free to self express, an explosion did come
something
quit amazing had me beside myself, even though the sound came from my
own mouth, grumbling at first, burst with a punch, laughter erupted
from a secluded place, let lose on the world, unrestrained, close to
hysterical
Fibonacci
Poem
Copyright
© 2014 by Patrick B Vince
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