When good things come in triplicate,
carbon can't imagine a ring without
having its pi and eating infinite two.
Your sideways eight is the east's lucky number:
the sage regards cumin as an invitation
to meet spring's watery maker.
Grave ellipses imply that death
is as impermanent as life
and that's why one must be cautious
when sitting next to two.
Iron dominoes are side by side twos,
stolen fruits from the underwater loom:
don't take too much credit
if your balance goes at the slight
suggestion of heat.
Scone scoundrels appreciate
two dry blueberries more than your
average coin bear;
northern loons spill songs
of one plus one without the possibility
of any other show.
Roman Ryan 