The kids were flicking scrambled eggs at ‘Miaow-less Tongue-chin’

(the ill, thin, flea ridden stray

that I can hardly look at)

when I read your poem

and I don't know if I can

bear watching you die

on Instagram

I don't know if I can love that

But maybe what I'm seeing is that

You are Coming to Life

and that is

what is

breaking my heart

I also didn't think that I could bear

this Spanish summer

but I got through it.

I was cooked alive

to a relentless techno-ciacada beat

and now I'm splitting open like the

September pomegranates

And so it is

that the back to school vibe

even manages to find its way

into my very muddled life

bringing me my main lesson:

‘enjoy today, to the full

enjoy it as if it was your last’