Brass / words / 2011 / Whale

June 12, 2011

A little refresher course for all you numerologists out there.

Who’s to blame?

	All eyes on me.
		If you please.
		It’s a delegation.		Predilection.
		It’s a workshop.
		Post-mop.
		Operation.
			A post-mortem.
			A mirror on the wall.
		Watch those who are watching you.
			And you’ll see.
		It’s a sea.
		Of bluegrass.
			Simple glass.
				Brotherhood.
				Misunderstood.
			Malfunction.
			Sister break.
			Let’s watch these words we share.
			It’s imperative.
			We declare.
			Simpleton.
			Singleton.
			It might be whiskey.
				A brother’s weighted ton.
				Press close.
				Reclose.
				A mighty purse.
			A Scorpio’s purpose.
			So much water.
				An air sign can only flow so much.
			Your power.
			So much energy.
			We can prepare for so much.
				Bring your sisters under
				Authority.
			And by sisters we mean all your class
			And means.
		It’s the Cancers and Pisces, too.
		They are all under your brood.
			Get them in your control.
			I know you see eye to eye with us.
The price paid last night was worth the price between us.
	It’s a sunrail.  The marks are snails.
		Let’s place the blood upon our mighty sails.
			Sister, please let the bond run deep between you and me.
		Which Twin is this?  This is just a twisted, forgotten mess.