I believe the winter
took the brown cat
whom lived in the apartment
with the first balcony
The ladder that
he climbed last summer
is gone
I hate those people
that let
the cat go out
in the snow
wintertime
The white cat is still
alive
Last time I saw it
it strolled
in direction
of the gasstation
where I´d bought
coffee filters
yesterday from
the nice tatooed
and pierced girl
I believe she´s an angel
I believe the world
will change into
paradise through
her magic but secret powers
The cats will never suffer
for evil dogs and dangerous cars
and the sun will disappear
and light will shine
from that girls face
Only from her face
will heaven become
enlighted for ever
