k is for kitty

k is for kitty It hurts; I’m so cold so cold so cold right now I don’t hardly know how I can be alive. Its best not to think about death, said Jimmy, some things its just best not to think about. I was chasing kitties, chasing kitties down the dirty, wet alley. The kitties always run. They run and run and run, but I think they might like to be hugged and …

…that place that place. All I can see is that place with the flowers that’s all I can see anymore. And it doesn’t make me sad. It doesn’t make me sad at all. All I can feel is this inside warmth. And it reminds me of the coldness of the days. And I can turn my back on it and I can just fly… I can just fly…I can just fly.