Luyện nghe bài hát Little Kitten, Big Litter Box

Nebulas bloom, planets and comets
around the checker board like a
bratty brother on his new blue bike
leaving snail trails of ice in his

Ancient cosmic afterbirth floats 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
in the curry, fretting over the
uncertainty of the

I to arm myself like a rodent
lower on the food chain 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 bombardment cease

"This does this, that gadget does those,
and this magazine will address the most aspects 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 against the burdens of 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 less protected I

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 is as nebulous as why we've been bestowed with the capacity to give a shit