10/03/2016

#poem #poetry #amwriting #sketchbook numbers

I've never liked the number three.
to me it is an eavesdropper
of secrets and exclusions.
Always taking sides to exclude
in protection for promotion.
We should ban it.

Along with evil number two
who tricks us into love.
When everybody knows that love
is one and one projected.
But don't tell two, for it divides,
forms sides, and is half of number three,
so please whisper if you agree
with me that two and three should go

 But leave jolly number four
on a par with pa and ma, with jolly kids
in cornered car, singing brightly as they go.
Not to a prison cell,
where four might dwell, I agree,
but compassed on the wind.