THE UNIVERSAL HM OF LOST CATS

By Molly Feeling

I come from here
Again and again
That sound I heard
When the letter came
The Cat is licking itself, and liking it. 

It rains and it rains
I don't know where I come from
Or the Sadness when you came
The internet brings joy and light and fame
In the small world

Someones crying all the same
Someones dying on the beach again
No story & we are falling
And this one we are all in
Held in story like its our hands