Luyện nghe bài hát Little Kitten, Big Litter Box

Nebulas bloom, planets collide and
zoom around the board like a
little brother on his new blue bike
leaving trails of ice in his wake

Ancient cosmic afterbirth floats helplessly on it's own waiting impatiently for the next bullying
gas to nudge it
it's next 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 from all

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

"This sweater does this, that does those,
and this will address the most pertinent 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 uncertainty and their paws clean in the meantime! meantime, meantime, meantime...
Yet the more I dig, the 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 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 shit