Luyện nghe bài hát Little Kitten, Big Litter Box

Nebulas bloom, planets collide and
zoom around the checker board a
bratty brother on his new blue bike
leaving snail of ice in his wake

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

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

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 will cease

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

I am a little kitten in a big, shit filled box and I share this facility with a billion other 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 more I dig, the more I consume, the 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 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 shit