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A Black Cat Moment

Dear Spying Soulmate, I know you hold a red right hand, but what you will not understand is I see now a ten of swords where your magic wand wards off words. You can’t an angel read, less cage. All utterance you rearrange puffs her soul out of each bell-jar page. Dropping into her deep,Continue reading “A Black Cat Moment”

A Black Cat Moment

Dear Warlock, I know of your errand. You know, the one you took when you hoofed your way into the woods with my soulmate’s karmic lover. Remember? Your magical vows you scattered to the winds across the trees, the ones Feathers heard you chant and repeat. You and his karmic lover, both envious of hisContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”

A Black Cat Moment

Dear Karmic Lover, No. You are his karmic lover and I’m his soulmate. Your desperation entertains me. I know you know and I don’t care. When he opens your legs, he opens mine, too. He sees you, but feels me. He touches you, but sees me. He sucks, licks, pounds you and releases on me.Continue reading “A Black Cat Moment”

A Black Cat Moment

Dear Karmic Lover, No. You can’t use mirror magic to dispel, break and invalidate a soul contract. Just because you can see him and me through your black glass doesn’t make our soul contract bendable. You fail to accept the control a God-bond authorizes.

A Black Cat Moment

I see. So, now you’re back to toying with alchemy? Because you don’t want to commit to your true feelings you hold for Feathers, you’re storing them at the armory? Is that the new management place where you remanufacture your heart? Is that why you’ve gone missing, running away again? Are your feelings undergoing repair?Continue reading “A Black Cat Moment”

A Black Cat Moment

Dear Spying Soulmate, No. You are not that mucky mouse I’ve been writing about. You’re instead the child in the man that Feathers holds and hugs. Although we both know you’ve been lost for a long time, you are, however, still stuck in a spiritual maze, like a mouse would be. It’s interesting, though, thatContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”

A Black Cat Moment

Dear Spying Soulmate, You stuffed her, didn’t you? Sometime my night, your early morning hour; you did her, didn’t you? Then you finished yourself, stood up, and veered left away from her almost lifeless body. She lay there white-blanketed on your spotless hardwood floor, then turned her neck slowly to my right and gasped forContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”

A Black Cat Moment

Dear Schizo Soulmate, You, yes, you…the one I haven’t yet met. I’m talking to you. Have you run out of fantasies to entertain yourself? What’s the matter? Still need my fire to create your selfish thought patterns? Well, I’m not here, and I’m not there. Unless you’re looking for claw marks, don’t come to meContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”