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: Strong Tequila in Boiler City
The sewer spit out mutant worms Conquering Boiler City in a New York minute imitating a rabid army of Visigoths legalizing anarchy Death pouring out of their slimy segmented bodies lined with teeth or claws and biological weaponry Slithering through streets filled with garbage and crime crushing buses and cars with the glee of an... Continue Reading →
Film Review: LAWS OF GRAVITY(1992) Before the Moustache Wax and Wool Caps
Laws of Gravity, the low-budget 1992 film written and directed by Nick Gomez, takes place in a decaying, pre-hipster Brooklyn. These streets are harsh. There are greater dangers lurking here than a ripped Patagonia vest, or brash Trump supporter wandering into a coffee house sporting a MAGA cap. The view of Manhattan is expensive, but... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: The Alley Behind the Dive Bar
Spent half my life out behind this rotten gin joint A harsh prison sentence I'm just a recidivist degenerate vomiting vodka, vicodin and venom Hellbent on a life of introspective mediocrity Ate a hard knuckle sandwich from some dude with long greasy hair muscular arms and an intimidating beer gut Skanky barfly with teeth the... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: The Holly Jolly Hangover
That heavy metal industrial junkyard hangover digs in a little deeper come Christmas Time Cheap liquor melting your guts Synthesize them into reindeer road kill The lamentable sense of worthlessness Amplified Off key Christmas Carols spouted from annoying revelers ripping through busted speakers and chintzy microphones Embarrassment, Guilt and Mediocrity are my Three Wise Men... Continue Reading →
The Angry World: Another Fall on Long Island
Each glorious sunrise brings another ignoble defeat Bulging out of my clothes like a hernia My yellow belly guts put on display The check engine light devil summoned up onto my dusty dashboard Imitating an alien blip on an old arcade game My dreams strangled by two villains Insidious duo of procrastination and excuses News... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: The Black Mass Express to Boiler City
Late October The days grow short like the librarian's temper lamenting overdue books Clowns that kill are tame for Boiler City My memory banks hold much worse events Like a line from a Beach Boys song I was drinking all night Celebrating my second birth The escape from the Black Magic Necromancer Survival means endless... 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: An Event in Boiler City
I walked into the furnace, no one holding my clammy hand Solitary, a rat turd in a fancy sink At the front of the room, a box filled with rotting meat My enemy, my put upon protector, my mother Witches and warlocks sit in chairs on the perimeter A black mass instead of happy hour... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: A Drunk’s Eye View
My flatulence, A pestilence My smelly pits the endless beer shits useless data reports banging Asian escorts I'm a giver but I need your liver Charity has its role as she twirls on the pole stripper passes out in my lap another Quaalude nap the boss shoots an email Data Center is gonna fail the... Continue Reading →
