I’m a woman with the head of Adam. You are a man with the body of Eve. Conjoined and bound, like two air-tied towers, we sting each other during the dark hours. Our prophecy burns as one with the flame. Equally shifting, our hearts are the blame. Eternally falling, disgraced dirt-mesh, systemed twins–I with breathContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
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A Black Cat Moment
The winter child, matchstick in hand, Marched through the bitter frost; Hunted the warmth, feeling unloved, Burned down the village croft.
A Black Cat Moment
I see a king wearing his crown, sitting on a cloud, not wanting to come down.
A Black Cat Moment: A Letter from Feathers to Her Soulmate, Part 1
Printed Permission Granted by His Majesty Pluto To My Soulmate, Erinnerst du dich? Lively night birds–wild and free. Erinnerst du dich? Der Potsdamer Platz bei Nacht. Erinnerst du dich? Your brute cologne would melt me. Erinnerst du dich? Sharing palace sweets of Brach. Erinnerst du dich? Swaying, swinging, jazzing, kissing. Erinnerst du dich? The floor–myContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment: A Letter from Feathers to Her Soulmate, Part 1”
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
That black cat lies flat on its back. Eyes lock a stiff squint, lips gape their last kiss. Hang low crooked claws. Fog crawls a cursed moon in dew of morn break. Was I the last you warned?
A Black Cat Moment
Dear Spying Soulmate, Hell or jail? You don’t know where your body is bound. I owe you nothing. Heaven or garden? You don’t know where my spirit is found. You owe me something.
A Black Cat Moment: Spying Soulmate
Mirrored connection. Two souls reflecting our light. Virtual lovers.
A Black Cat Moment: Karmic Lover
Eat of his crumbs, whirl watercolor passions to his bursts of fury.
A Black Cat Moment
Break me with your noxious silence.Love bomb me into compliance.Stuff me back into a freezer.Ungive then like Ebenezer.Inauthenticity’s your brand.Ghost me, pelt me, bind me–I stand.Talking circles, wrecked in blue hue.I will continue to love you.Breadcrumb and numb my heart thereof.Mark down my value of my love.Shoved in the clearance rack contrived,to Shakespeare’s Sonnet One-Four-Five:Continue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
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