Luyện nghe bài hát Little Kitten, Big Litter Box

Nebulas bloom, planets collide and
around the checker board like a
bratty little brother on his new bike
snail trails of ice in his wake

Ancient cosmic afterbirth floats helplessly on it's own waiting impatiently for the next bullying
gas giant to it
towards it's destination and
I sit in a Restaurant
basking in the curry, fretting the
uncertainty of the

I need to arm myself like a
on the food chain readying itself
for the next attack all sides

The voice inside the box is certain that if I get what he has my armor will be complete, my will be filled, and the bombardment will cease

"This does this, that gadget does those,
and this magazine will address the most pertinent of my dot, dot, dot, com" and I believe him!
I want to but I do!

I am a little kitten in a big, shit filled litter box and I share this facility with a billion other fiercely independent felines who want badly to arm themselves too the burdens of uncertainty and keep their paws clean in the meantime! meantime, meantime, meantime...
Yet the more I dig, the more I consume, the more I unfold, the protected I feel

I am the spit on the hair of a son of an electron swimming around the nucleus of a cell inside the sperm of a killer bee and my purpose is as as why we've been bestowed with the capacity to give a shit