Luna haunts me like a dead dog's eyes Memories of her surround and swarm me like hornets Stingers that spit poison pummel me senseless like fat cops armed with billy clubs and bad thoughts On a five year vacation in a sleazy Boiler City Prison for conjuring demons at The Cape Horn Furnace Company Corporate... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: Christmas in Boiler City
A cold drizzle chilled frozen citizens and kept man eating bugs under subway platforms It washed blood and human meat down the sewers littered with discarded ornaments There was no remedy for the cavernous potholes that swallowed buses or crystal meth sharks that chewed up and spit out junkies I stumbled into a liquor store... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: Happy Hour in Boiler City
On the deadest of dead end streets I drunk stumbled into a dark and lonely saloon Gingerly rubbed my bloodshot eyes that had gone piss yellow On an empty dance floor filled with starry night dreams Christ was on the cross smoking a cigarette Dude exhaled a smokey blue crown of thorns Looked at me... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: Weekend Shift at The Cape Horn Furnace Company
Each Saturday evening when I crawl into work I glance at the sign in the lobby Outwardly friendly, casually demonic The Cape Horn Furnace Company Warming Souls From the End of the World I used the Boiler City bars for my heat Weekend job for some extra coin Taxman wants my beer money Ex Wife... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: Night Shift at The Cape Horn Furnace Company
Like a long lost girlfriend, I once loved the graveyard shift The quiet Medicine for my deleted soul A misplaced microchip on a faulty motherboard Corporate takeover From the pits of hell My belly growing Salted chips for breakfast Frozen burritos for a snack The Data Center hums its contempt for me The Mainframe prints... Continue Reading →
ANGER AT THE END OF THE WORLD 