family / from the death notes #101

the crapshoot starts at the forming of the family.

we form a tight bond where space isn't fixed along the line.

our chances are one in three / all three / one in three.

the winner lives longest / the winner grieves twice the length of light /

the winner picks two enclosures in corrugated form, which

as fast as fire allows will come to ash.

the child, last born rolled snake-eyes leaving two to grieve.

the child, first born rolled snake-eyes leaving one to grieve, and the winner is me.