Another Day

Another day
You suffer the wound of there's no heirloom
Old men shit in a clearing
That's how they get clear
Be here or be somewhere else
It will be queer
Obtaining the bug

Yesterday
It’s better to know exactly who fucked who
And out of the yearning they gave breath to use
But what were their names?

Yesterday
You'll settle thе land that won't need settling
You'll cut off the hand that kept thе content clean
What happens today is irrelevant