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”
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A Black Cat Moment
To the spying soulmate, I know where your paranoia lives. You’ve made Hell your mind, Heaven your heart, and nothing’s left that gives. Like Lucifer, you believe Hell to be a better reign than a server to Heaven. You’ve fallen for this over here, for that over there, and thus, made your mind his obsession.Continue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
A Black Cat Moment
Why peep through from behind the curtain? I’m not standing on the stage. Why do you always seem so certain? But not see the seated cage.
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
No. I will not soften myself for your weak ego. Should you bomb me with love, you’ll be greeted with claws.
A Black Cat Moment
The overweight lollipop lady warned me. She was stood at the crossing in between my soulmate and me. Blocking him who had been standing on the edge of the opposite pavement side with both hands tucked securely in his front pocket blue jeans, she pushed out both her blubbery arms and waved madly at me.Continue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
A Black Cat Moment
My schizophrenic soulmate unlocks the door, opens the door, keeps it ajar, closes that door, loses its key, finds the wrong key, tries the wrong key, finds the right key, unlocks the door, replays and retreats.
A Black Cat Moment
My soulmate suffers from schizophrenia. His fortress keeps an encyclopedia. His episodes are alphabetized, unreachable and unadvertised. Detained in darkness and no depth, His scrambled heart creeps out in steps. I know not what to do– hate him and love him, too ?
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