Moondance On The Rooftops.


I am a cat.

Drawn to fucked-up fish, wailing weasels and dogmatic dogs.

Maybe I feel challenged by their armour.
Maybe I am naïve enough to believe I can remove it.

Ultimately, I end up forming great platonic alliances with my own kind.

And they are usually far away.

And we meet on rooftops on moonlit nights.

And we find

Complicity,

Empathy,

Understanding.

And even when under a full moon the fine line between friendship and romance is hardly perceptible, by the time the sun rises it is clearly defined again.

And each to his own meowing.

I think you're a cat.

Like me.

And I like the fact that there will be a full moon soon.

And that I will be on some random rooftop with you.

Tiptoeing across the fine line.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kWmU26NKsb4

09/11/09