Camelot

Camelot

Saturday, September 10, 2016

Hopeless

My desires
Have taken me
Twenty years past
To my annihilation
My blood screams
For fulfilment
Eyes have grown
Weary
With intensity
The taste
Of salt
On my lips
I can never claim
My youth
It's gone
And I'm hopeless

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016


Sunday, July 17, 2016

Empty Shell


Inhumed within
A sadness

Living dead

Consumed
By anger

Years
In the making

Everyday
I look out

A reminder
To never be
Swallowed by
That emptiness


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Jade

I've stepped
Out of the shade

Jaded

Memories take
A lifetime to fade

Jaded

I've a new name
Jade

And I've been
Reborn

Jaded

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Cuttlefish Ink




Abandoned
In the coldest way
I've spoken to sunshines
And merries
With sparkles
Trailing behind
To their birth

I'm open
To their ignorance
Of dark streets
And matter
How the winter seeps
Into the bones
The darkness
A treasured friend
That slips through
Frosty fingers
To come
Face to face
With a bitter enemy
In harsh light
Harsh
Harsh
Bright light
Even
Rose colored lenses
Can't obscure

I appreciate
The sunshines
The merries
And their sparkles
But they will
Never know
Could they?

My world in
Cuttlefish ink

The delicious beauty
Of cold sidewalks
Yellow street lamps
Empty avenues
Discarded litter
The sleeping homes
Devoid of life
Snoring away
While I walk
Walk
Walk
Into the night

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Only Strangers Can Hear




I hate watching
Sad movies
I think because
For all the times
I held it together
For all the times
I didn't shed a tear
All the times
I stayed strong
And hid all my fears

It explodes
In the dark
The giant screen
Witnessing my shame
I always try
To make sure that
No one is near
When it starts

My two hour gushing
Waterfall of pain

I'm truly thankful

I am

That only strangers
Can hear the rain

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Monday, April 18, 2016

Break My Nighttime Fast



I feel your coldness
Creeping
Through my ears
Snaking
Down my spine
Playing havoc
In my heart
Trampolining
Between the left
And right ventricles

I know
It's all me
My fear of loss
My fear of things
I can't name
Or put to paper
Hemorrhaging
Insecurities
Dripping slowly
Towards my bowels

The only light I see
Is when the sun rises
To a new dawn
The dark
Has dispelled
Its sinister hold
And I break
My nighttime fast
With a sip of
Hot steamy
Daily affirmations
I can then flush
The negative
Excrement
That has no place
No business
Inside my thoughts
My body
My words


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Monday, April 11, 2016

Bear and Bare




So I was told today
Not for the first time
That they like ash

"Ash?" I asked

Yes, ash and smoke
They love smoke
They will bear fruit
If you light a fire
Beneath them

I thought
Yes, I can see that
I'd probably
Bare all too
If you lit a fire
Beneath me

Poor coconuts

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

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Monday, April 4, 2016

Feral and Unrestrained



A wildness
Surrounded her
A fury
Uncontrolled
Medusa released
In violent ferocity

But a sweetness
Still flows

It's been a few weeks
Since the taming
Falls of silk
At each touch
Of her hand
Angelic softness
Shines
In each passing
Glance

But it's still there
The wilding
Feral
And savagely
Unrestrained

Though
She tries hard
To conceal it
In her eyes
It shows

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Anyway


He touched me
In my most befouled
Caressed my ugliness
And kissed me
Anyway
It must be love

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Friday, February 19, 2016

Extra Fine Blue

I've disappeared
Misty vapors
Into my day to day
Existence

Sporadically
Flickering
Towards reality

Animated

My mind
A blank canvas
With knotted
Imperfections
Occasionally
Painted with
Extra fine blue
0.38

Sometimes
With the light fingers
Of consciousness
But there are times
When the hand
Is heavy with lunacy
Piercing through
Gut wrenching
Thoughts

Wavering
On the line
Between
Inner and outer
Characters

Internally

Craving solitude

Outwardly

An outgoing
Life force

Conflicted

I am
Quite comfortable
In my own skin

But is my skin
Comfortable with me?


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016


Tuesday, February 9, 2016

The Tsinilas

The motorbikes go
Vrrrrm, vrrrrrmm, vrrrrrrmmm
Behind me, loud fumes
Reach my nostrils, my ears
The constant blaring
Of horns, so normal
Oh so normal here
Like the sun, the sweat
The tsinilas

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016


Saturday, February 6, 2016

1 AM Run

Fluorescent light
My reassurance
Shines down on me
Through leaves
Disgracefully
Flirting
With the bats
That flit
Above my head

I'm fascinated
By what I can't see

I've missed the bus
I wait to catch
The 1 am run
To the badlands
While
A love song plays
In the background

That's all they ever
Play here

Exhausted
And aching
I fantasize of
My cold bed
Instead yellow
Plastic chairs
Cut into my ribs
My bony wrist
Pretending
To be a pillow

I hear my blood
Pumping loudly in my ears

I'm surrounded
By curiosity
I can see
The question marks
In bright neon
Blinking on and off
On their foreheads

Watching me
As I
Watch them

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016



Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Raspberries and Drupes

She made her way
Unseen
Plain vanilla
On the rockiest road
Chocolate chips
Staring in the distance
At the sherbet sky
Shuffling steps
Unrehearsed
Heel toeing their way
Through marshy pitfalls
And nutty aggravations
Her peach tinted lips
Mouthing words
To a song
Unheard
Inside
Unknown
She glittered
With swirls
Of raspberries
And drupes

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016