My Side of the Story: A Fibonacci Poem

by Jesi Kim

That point in time
You knew there was a line
You should not have crossed that line
You should have seen things from my angle
But no, you stuck your triangular nose into my business
A place that was as guarded as the Pentagon, and now you know
You should have followed the instructions on the red octagon, but instead you told
And now everyone knows and looks at me like I’m a tridecagon, cursed with thirteen sides.

(Used by permission of Jesi Kim)