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    Alcohol

    I took a drink to disappear into my own mind. There I am whirled in the boiling presence of a thought-ridden hell. So many delusional rumors expanding. finding their way through a suddenly permeable moral barrier. The confines from which my bones have...

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  • Ghost Bride

    They tell the story of a bride to be.They say her hair was brown and had a waist,as thin can be.She was known for her beauty. For her brown ,beautiful eyes.Her thin waist and her height.They say she used to...

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    energy

    feeling the energy I cringe when I look inthere is my spider, looking to scare mewith frantic desire, it disturbs the spirits who surround mefading in the night, I can see your signature, neonthe red light district, lusts strobemirrored...

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  • The Horror On Ocean Ave

    Amityville, Long Island, New York, 1974Family thrills, Sinister home,Evil lurks below Restless demon, Restless night,As it is written, Dishonor thy fatherChaos increased, Red dragon speaksThe possession is driven to murder Angry father, Worried mother,Son and daughter The repressed, The confusedThe obsessed, The...

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    • I do not remember when I found out Amityville was in Long Island New York. But the first thing I thought of was the house created on top of a burial ground. That movie I’ve had seen twice

      • My parents, like many heard about the Lutz family leaving their house and went to the property to possibly witness or see any strange occurrences. This was December 1975. They saw nothing. The family left the home completely furnished, as though they went out to the movies or something. The story made the headlines that the home was haunted. George Lutz spoke to a writer named Jay Anson. Anson recorded about 45 hours worth of material from George & Kathy Lutz. This was used for the basis of the book and eventually a movie.

    • Thank you Mary. I appreciate that.

    • Powerfully penned, Keith. Excellent write my friend, this is a fucking classic piece of film. James Brolin was a wood chopping son of a bitch in this flick. lol. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Something about haunted houses always gives me pause. Mainly because it’s supposed to be
      be the one place you should feel protected from the outside world. Something about the Amityville movies always made me think of my grandmother.
      I’m not sure how it all started but my grandmother has this thing about blessing her families vehicles and houses. Not a priest but just her and her Spanish prayers. She has long passes away but my mom kept the tradition going and always gives me a blessed rosary to hang on my cars rear view mirror. When I was younger I would roll my eyes but now that I’m older not so much. I don’t mean to ramble on but this took me back! Total classic!

      • Cool story Adelphina. Thanks for sharing about your grandmother.
        I think the Amityville movies create a sense of uneasiness because theirs something sinister about the look of the house. If you go pass the house today, there aren’t any characteristics that will take you back to those haunting images during the 70’s, 80’s and 90’s.

  • Willard

    Willard never had a friendChoked by silver spoonsConstantly picked on by miscreantsDriven closer to the edgeTransfixed aggression'sHell bent on revengeTaught to murder by commandLord of the Rats Sinister rodents, Welcome Big BenInfested abode, Hideous VerminChew thru the door,Gnaw on their...

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