skanna0023The eveing was warm

I roasted a hamburger

And the smoke

turned on

the fire alarm

The guy from the staff

knocked at my door

and I was

told to air

the apartment

I can´t understand

this life

I thought I´d

bought two pizzas

but it was really

nothing else but

four big


for those

who can have

a brazier to

barbecue them on

Life is

so sad

I don´t want to eat

I don´t want to poo

or to urinate

time after time

all day long

The existence

is all

about shit and piss

I have a strong faith though

I believe  soon

don´t had to  eat

and the


is just

like a memory

of a bad ream



Sixteen years ago I

met three crazy cats

Sixteen years ago

life was much tougher

and more painful

I know life

is for ever

for me

and  for

me alone

My life is

an existence

for the cat

who my mom

used to say was

a detective

and a beaver

The only one

in the

little community

where she lives