my mom and i

my mom and i are coming. wait for us on the beach. in a seachanty town.

where i go from here, i don’t know.

to the end from where it started and so it begins.

i’m a bohemian cat, next to the charles river in chech.

and when you are there in the mountain cold.

there you will find me and my mom, just as cold as today.

we are bohemian lynx. that is our species.

That is our link.