a palm reader told me i'd meet my true love. the shapes of hearts and spades she has spun have hung and undone me. when we call an end to all the time we spend, i will try and pretend i am not angry. time can bend all maps will end i leave when i am done. uncareful, dissolute, i answer to no one. touch death, eat lust and wrap around breath. coil up in darkness and shed. you were just like me.