countless months
and things will go back to the past tonight, yeah i’m certain. suppose
a trio splitting but not knitting the stiches together.
what happened to the pact that we both vowed to keep forever?
the pulling of the medicine and the pouring of luck,
all of that makes me question who will be the one to fuck
with the mind of another? a brother from a different mother;
i knew that this pointless row couldn’t last any further.
Luka.