martes, 31 de julio de 2012

A Couple and a Cat's Tale

The Novels from Rumi Makossa

0. A Couple and a Cat's Tale

she plays his part
constantly
she's accurate
she gets herself dominion
she wanted the fruit

he's never had
that kind of patience
but he's fitter than he expect
while he's feeding his plant
he achieves his kind of freedom

only 'cause
he never desired nothing fo'real
setting himself free from nothing

she gets crazy looking at it
furious
she's shouting at everyone
she just came
to say something stupid like
"i love you"

she falls in the deepest
poisoning the relation
both two's
took as their choice

-it's time to be this,
it's time to be that-
he thought when he sat
-reasoning is always enough-
nothing
no answers,
while the TV buzzes
she's simply playing his part
living her life

she's looking at the finger
while you cannot forget the moon
so what does she want?
he knows or not, nothing changes
for ...

she wants the cat still
sat on that
damned table
("you should never leave the hat on the table, dear")
to bring down its curiosity

but curiosity shows often the cat
a few
different points of view
then walk again
when at some point
in a spot of
mellow light
further
from some
he'll see once more,
humanity,
beautiful, as usual
even if with an unusual
scent of a stranger
that's it, that one
she's seeking its love
for its love is pure
and clean, and wicked, and wild,
and it's greener than yours

but it seems to be
taken by that bean
on the floor
it's running after it
she pretends
she gives orders away
"it's very silly,
playing on his play
and it only has that seed,
neither a thing!"

only one thing
it has on his mind
but she's sure that it's blind.
he's hungry and shouts
"it's not deaf,
it's not deaf
i say -no deaf-
ya hear me?
now stop acting crazy
and come sit with me
i cannot stand this anymore!"

she woke up
like she was alone
she was chatting by herself
a nice opportunity
to get better and
forget

that's why or not
nothing changes
this is just a tale
'bout a cat with nine lives
some say seven, some eleven
but it's not
nor three nor five
maybe one,
ya hear this before?

'bout no-one can't buy what you won't sell
(and it's nice to not to rob a cat's soul)
they're still hunting it, "unbelievable!"
to discover
their lives off of his body
how many it has?
they're so nice
and isn't she lovely?

raping a pet
to solve their own life
this do not make sense,
this is non-sense,
this, love, is atrocity
no one knows but one,
a cat who
wasn't killed
but whose will
was a gifted skill
with no bill
received
by curiosity

_________________
P.S.
at the end
when those *(were) was
preserved
curiosity deals the cat

P.P.S. there's a reason why cats dislike doors and windows

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