Luyện nghe bài hát Little Kitten, Big Litter Box

Nebulas bloom, collide and comets
zoom around the checker board a
bratty little brother on his new bike
leaving trails of ice in his wake

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

I need to arm myself like a
lower on the 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 hole will be filled, and the bombardment will

"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 don't to but I do!

I am a little kitten in a big, shit filled litter box and I share this facility with a billion fiercely independent felines who want badly to arm themselves too against the burdens of uncertainty and keep their paws clean in the meantime! meantime, meantime, meantime...
Yet the I dig, the more I consume, the more I unfold, the less 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 nebulous as why we've been bestowed with the capacity to give a