Mole Removal Experiment - Part 3

I know it's been a while since I've updated you on my experiment. Well the reasons are:

1. I haven't been consistent because honestly I got tired of smelling vinegar.

2. I ran out of Bandaids.

3. I truly believe I have a supermole on my hands. I swear it's impervious to bullets, speeding trains and can probably leap over tall buildings in a single bound. Seriously!

But all is not lost! I can say that I have seen progress. My mole has flattened somewhat, albeit slightly slanted but flattened nonetheless! This weekend I will arm myself with fresh supplies and I will continue my ongoing saga of 'Allene vs Supermole'! Fear not! I will succeed!

*Allene Angelica*
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Broken Bones

With broken bones

I stand

Limp, ragged

Body

Coursing with pain

Needles and pins

Knives and swords

Protruding

From the cracked shell

Of my form

I stagger

Crooked steps

One more painful

Than the other

Where do I go?

To hide and mend

To crawl and cower

To cry and lament

To heal and recover?

I stand

I stagger

Towards the setting sun

Limp and ragged

Taking crooked

And broken steps

One more painful

Than the other.

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*Allene Angelica*

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The Scourge (Poets of G+ Prompt of the Week - Molotov Cocktail)

***Last night I made changes to this piece because I was so not happy with it.  I can't make the change on G+ because it would disqualify me but I'm making the change here.  The rhythm was off and it was driving me crazy.  I think now the rhythm is better and the ending doesn't seem as chopped off as before.  I hope you agree.***

The Scourge

The dark scourge's heart thumps

In a dark recess of my town

Da dump da dump

Its roots buried deep

Opaque tentacles slithers silently

From street to street

Searching, searching

Skulking, sneaking

Always creeping

For its next prey

It is ravenous

I can sense its hunger

The stomach cavernous

It howls in desperation

It hasn't fed in months

Forced in isolation

Its prey has evolved

Smarter, quicker

More resolved

Out of reach

From its inviting talons

Talons, poison-tipped each

Fear oozes

From its pores

For death will soon be

Knocking down its door

I walk through the silent street

I know where the heart lays

I've heard it beat

Thumping, humping

Seducing, inviting

In my left hand

My weapon of choice

I will take my stand

A bottle of premium burns the best

I always say

In my right, my street chrome zippo

To help light my way

My fuel soaked rag, lit

I stare at my target

The time has come to end it!

To burn, burn, burn it!

Flames lick at my skin

As I ready my stance

My pitch is true

The blaze dance

It meets its mark

The thing screeches and shrieks

While I watch in the dark

Its death is final

We can now and forever breathe

And ease our vigil

But I stand alert

You never know

What is buried

Deep down in the dirt.

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*Allene Angelica*

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I Dance Through The Green

The prompt for the week in the Google+ community I'm in (Poets of G+) was this picture.  These are the words that came to mind.  Not quite happy with it but that is life.

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*Allene Angelica*

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Analog Tears

I ran towards the jingle jangle

Small thin fingers

Grasped the handle

Whispers, whispers, whispers

Of fears

Dancing in the air

My heart pounding in my ears

No sound from trembling lips

Only through analog tears.

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*Allene Angelica*

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Mole Removal Experiment - Apple Cider Vinegar - Part 2

Day 12: Today is Thursday, February 28, 2013. Well, when I woke up this morning the blackened area had spread just a tiny bit north and my mole now feels rough on most of the surface, I'd say about 80%. I scraped the mole a little more aggressively than my usual MO, even scraped some of the scab off, and applied the ACV once again. I am so used to the stinging tingle now that I am no longer fazed by it. I was only able to leave it on for about 30-45 minutes because the bandaid I used started to slide off. I'm pretty sure it got some vaseline on the tape portion. After removing the ACV bandage, I was surprised to find my mole looks even bigger than before and it has frosted white all over. After a few minutes some of the white diminished and the black scab started to peek through. I think my mole is dying. I am feeling positive and upbeat because I'm seeing the expected cause and effect. My niece's birthday dinner party is on Saturday. I really hope my mole doesn't look too terrible. I wonder if concealer will cover it.

Before applying ACV bandage

After removing bandage.  The mole has frosted white

Frost diminishing and the black showing through

Day 13: Today is Friday, March 1, 2013. I just applied another ACV bandage on my mole and sitting here staring at myself 13 days into this little venture of mine and I'm starting to have my doubts about if I am making a HUGE mistake. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle. I just shook off my negative thoughts. Positive reinforcement! I'm going to do this! I'm just so tired...of smelling like vinegar. Grrrr... There are people that I've read about online where their moles turned black and fell off within 5 days!!! Why couldn't have that happened to me? I know why...because I'm scared to poke holes in my mole with a needle! I'm really hoping that my mole is shallow and not rooted too deeply below the first few layers of my skin. Although I wouldn't care if after the mole falls off and I'm left with a small crater where the mole used to be. Better that than the raised mole that becomes irritated whenever I blow my nose a couple of times.

Day 16:  Today is Monday, March 4, 2013.  Oh my gosh!  This morning while I was getting ready for work the blackened area that had scabbed, fell off when I blew my nose.  (Allergy attack all day)  Something is happening!  I'm feeling upbeat and positive again.  :)

To be continued...

*Allene Angelica*
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