When your little black, ball-shaped eyes stare at me, I know you think you see me. Your blindfold makes you believe that. Can’t you see yourself in me? Just because you have whiskers, and I have whiskers, doesn’t mean we’re the same. Mine are pointed and ready, yours fatigued and sweaty.
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A Black Cat Moment
You left me crooked there with that remark you just made. Let me straighten your angle. You seem a little lost in thought again. So you say you do it for the thrill. What’s that? You’ll need more chunks of cheese trails to chase after me? You mean those third-party hookers just won’t do? CheddarContinue 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.
A Black Cat Moment
You’re still counting my orgasms–six–even soon after we finished the act. I had to stop, for I didn’t want you to suffer a swelled head. You are automatic. Your breath…it ticks on even times even. Mechanical and scripted. There’s a compliment here for you, stuffed somewhere in there.
A Black Cat Moment
Do you know what I did? I put out a piece of cheese right by my door. I knew very well how hungry you were, very hungry. But as soon as you arrived to eat it, you found nothing there; it had been removed. I did that. I placed it back in the icebox. IContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
A Black Cat Moment
I know where you buried me. I breathe in your diary. You read me and thought you were me. I lick my paws, wait and see.
A Black Cat Moment
You have horns, and I have claws. Don’t say we’re not equals. Up for another late-night battle?
A Black Cat Moment
The up and down, The push and pull, A scratch, a slap, The “I love you’s”.
A Black Cat Moment
I follow none but my shadow; it follows me.
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