Little paws – K.B

Little paws

 

 
Half asleep,
My cat is walking
On the piano.

Each paw touches
A key and makes
A sound.

The sun outside
Is bright.

The summer
Is coming,

The air is
Warm.

Jenny
Just left.

Half in ease,
I close my eyes.

I see wild fields,
Running children
Dressed in white.

Then the weather
Turns grey.

All the children
Are weeping,
Sitting on the
Ground.

I search
In my pocket.

The money
Is gone.

The cat stopped
Walking on the keys
And is humming
The guitars.

I left my wallet
In the kitchen.

I keep sleeping
Carelesely.

Birds sing
The new season.

All the drama
Is gone
Replaced
By a hot
Fever
For anything
Arousing
And motivating.

Healthy life,
The heart is beating
But the music’s not
Beating.

Have I lost a heartbeat
Between two notes ?

I haven’t been beaten yet,
And never will I.

But the beating
Music has ceased
Replaced by my heartbeat
Like a club beating the
Crap out of music.

You dig ? ( laugh).

After all,

Isn’t it all a matter
Of beat ?

 

 
K.B

 
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