Dear Spying Soulmate, Do you really think this new-found silence of yours will stop your soul from telling me everything you do? I’ve understood you completely, remember?
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A Black Cat Moment
Dear Spying Soulmate, You’ve made your own asylum, and now you’ll have to keep it.
A Black Cat Moment
The plump, mucky mouse is lost in my maze.
A Black Cat Moment
There’s this traveling bullet, yawing and clawing, slowly spinning to its right. It’s learning to find its fine flight, yet still troubled by where to land.
A Black Cat Moment
There’s this mucky mouse, see, that thinks it’s a rat, see, been playing with me, see, striving to escape, see, waking from its nap, see, soons finds out it’s trapped, see.
A Black Cat Moment
I once ate a rat. It was eight inches long. It took me three years to swallow it whole. I licked its dried up blood off my left paw during its funeral.
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”
A Black Cat Moment
I bare four claws: I hated you. I hated you, and that hurt me. I hated you because you conned me. I hated you because you conned me, and all I wanted at that time was to serve you a full cup.
A Black Cat Moment
Do you know what I did? The rat race king selected two of his best mice minions to fight me. Those mice thought they would feast upon my sleek, shiny coat for they had envisioned my dead body a ceremonial public banquet to be placed upon and served on their dirty refectory table. Bad move,Continue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
A Black Cat Moment
You wrapped your face with papier-mâché and thought I wouldn’t get through. But with a clip and a clop, a pluck, a plop, these kitty nails peeled off your face of two. One side was caked in empty dreams, the other, blistered by poverty.