For Every Tib and Tom Cat

dissabte

when did it happen?





ah, yes, I remember now... It happened when me and Elzi were in the bathtub and we were cavorting and enjoying ourselves, splashing and frolicking... when, unbeknownst to us, he had entered the room... like a bloody psycho...



the shouts... the fright...



he said, the fucker, said, sorry, I didn't mean...



but since that day my heart sputters, the patterns of its spitting and its bizarre pitter-patters are worrisome, and my brain... my brain has quit functioning as per regular...



and Elzi... Elzi had it worse... now and then me and the fucker go visit her in the crazies' asylum... but I've never allowed the fucker to be seen by her again...



his monstruos pate, imagine...



I only hope that someday Elzi's as well as me - who, pretty bad as I am, at least I'm better off that her, brain-wise, I mean...



so, I was going to add something, I had intended to say something deep, but explaining the reason of my slow going, neurons-wise, I've forgotten what... the... hell... I...



ah, yes, the shower and the great fright...



no, it wasn't that...



it was something else... else... Elzi... the commotion... the bathtub... the fucker excusing himself like the shit he is...



no... not there....



Never so well

Never so well
nyac!

Inosculated

Inosculated
anyocs de nyacs!

who the 'ell?

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