noone picked me off the sidewalk
noone led me from a gutter
to a raindrop shower near driftings on by-streets

climbed the sunny spring hills
and spied how the snow died
then I saw you in a drying pool
and switched over to another tide

dancing when tied
by a tight rope
winds murmur me "grower"

gambler with a tongue
is showing bared teeth
you shout at me "slower"

as I spoke in quick movements
spring rain licked my fur clean.
sopping wet
I'm just a chilly kitten
with a lion's roar and a man's grip

as from the outsides of evening districts
sash windows echo
my hiss and sizzles
theatrical attempts are just white noises
that soiled my initials
on a golden collar