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: An Incident at the Boiler City Hospital
A decade ago during the wars between radio frequency satanists the unfeeling hospital administration packed up my father's luggage and kicked him out of this world Leaving me the crippling bill Now I am a resident blood pressure boiling my insides Whiskey bugs devouring my brain I wander into the Misery Pavilion sponsored by benevolent... Continue Reading →
Film Ramblings: SALEM’S LOT(1979) You’ll Enjoy Mr. Barlow. And He’ll Enjoy You.
I hate Christmas. It is for children and those annoying people that are in love. With its endless onslaught of slick commercials decorated with perfect human specimens receiving cars that are worth more than the average American family hauls in, Christmas reminds us what we don't have. Look how well that supermodel fills out that... Continue Reading →
THE ANGRY WORLD: The Woods Outside the Boiler City Limits
Chilled beneath the shadow of the massive gloomy furnace factory building I trudge through the imperious woods Busting up broken branches disturbing decaying, dirty leaves Strange sounds molest my itchy ears A bug buzzes into my fleshy cheek A razor blade cut Blood Legends aren't real right? Ivy Stromer Black Magic Necromancer of Boiler City... 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 →
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 →
ANGER AT THE END OF THE WORLD 