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A B Perales Jul 2014
I
look
only
to those
with
both
evil
eyes
in view.
A B Perales Jun 2014
Too many
pills can
slow the
heart.

Too much
of a
good thing,
tears that
good
thing all
apart.
A B Perales Jun 2014
I stood and
stared at the static
littered
television screen.

I tossed back
my first drink
of the day
which was
my  last drink
of the night.

All of my
endings begin
something
anew.

I turned the
volume up
in an attempt
to drown out the
voices with that
timeless white noise
of confusion.

Hit the bottle
and took a moment
to enjoy
the burn.

Not all that is
aflame is meant
to destroy.

Caught my mind
slipping then slowly
willed it back.

I've been lonely,
but never have I been
so alone as to
welcome the voices  
as company.

I've allowed
insanity across
my threshold .

But never have
I been lonely
enough to dare
my silent walker
to stay.
A B Perales Jun 2014
Graffiti covered
stones litter
the once pristine
shoreline like
crude markers
over forgotten
graves.

Shattered and
shucked Abalone
lay about like
enemy bodies
across a losing
battle field.
And I see no one
whole enough
to count these
casualties.

Tide pools sit
like silent
trapped galaxies.
Hermit ***** ,
some dead, some
alive enough
to know
these discarded
bottle caps are
not meant
to be a home.

Abalone shell,
a poor mans hell
where one flicks
his cigarette  butts
into empty
Abalone shells.

The Sea Otter
can't be
all there
is to blame.

Tell me old
Salt Dog,
where has
all the
Abalone gone?
A B Perales Jun 2014
It's
always
the ones
who've
done
the least
and
sacrificed
nothing,
who
always
seem
to have
the
most to
say.
A B Perales Jun 2014
She was'nt
strong enough
to be on her
own.

Empty was
her heart when
she was forced
to sleep
alone.

A Monarch
sat weightless
and silent
at the
entrance to her
mind.

All I ever
did was
provide an
escape,
my gifts
are not
ment to
be
cherished.

Weekdays  
mean work days
and my work
here is never
done.

His screams
drowned out
her pleas and
her weeping.

I listened
only to
the sounds
of the passing
cars and
insane sirens
that yelled
like Banshees
in the city.

I hung up
the phone
than pulled
out the cord.

My days
remain
haunted by
those long lost
nights
before.

She slept wearing
nothing but
a locket around
her neck and
his knee
in her back.

She was'nt
strong
enough to
be alone,
she still
calls me
crying on
my useless
telephone.
A B Perales May 2014
She longed for the
honeybee,
its nectar filled belly
ready to inject her
with that sweet sting
of temporary love.

She pleaded with the
tiny cupid
to penetrate her soul
with his compassionate
tipped tiny arrow.

With grey eyes welled
with the tears of frustration
she looked to me and
begged me to assist her
in her quest.

I stared at her porcelain
colored face and seen
the beauty that had
refused to die deep
beneath the hollowed
eyes and unhealthy colored
lips.

Her arms hung between
her bruised bare legs,
the crooks of her arms
were both scarred and
damaged from
too many  years of
false love.

The withering highways
that carried her lifes fuel
leaked red from small
dots where her recent attempts
had failed.

I ****** the Dragon.
Then knelled before her,
like a war torn knight
before his dying Queen.
I had no other
choice but to end
her suffering and
aid her in her need
for renewed ardor.

And when I did,
the moist beads of frustration
above her pale rose colored
lips began to fade.

The tension within
her gazelle like legs
was once again at ease.
Her knotted
bowls
began to loosen.

Her eyes became idle
and slack as the
potion began to work
its hellish magic upon
her soul.

I cleaned her wounds
with a warm wash rag
as she fell in and out
of all of the horrors this
world had presented to her.

Her greasy raven hair
fell in front of her face
as she rose her heavy
head and looked to me
through mascara smeared,
slow heavy
blinks.

She managed a smile
then rested her hand
against my face.
I did nothing but try
to comfort her after
so many had abused her.

She fell into a nod,
I carried her to the bed
and she thanked me
as I laid her down.

And I resented myself
when I heard myself say
"You're welcome".
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