Every Day is Halloween 8: Hell in the Depths of Franchise

Soaked red in carnage,
Shoulder pain fucks his game up,
Masked madman yells "Shit!"

Victim at hand bolts.
Masked killer throws knife, sticks wall.
Humiliation.

This deep into it,
A masked killer asks himself,
"Now, can I be killed?"

"Sure," says Voice of God.
"As long as this one flops hard."
But the money rains.

Geek show audience
Howls for gore treats tasty-yum-good,
Served safe, open palm.

Capital pressures,
Hell in the depths of franchise.
Automaton kills.

Killer stabs again.
A killer must stalk the night.
Profits just enough.

Killer's arm is tired.
He dreams of prestige picture.
But the money reigns.

-October 2019

Copyright 2019 by William D. Tucker.  All rights reserved.

Hunger and the Devil (Special Guest Appearances by Desire and the Happy House)

DANCING FOREVER IN THE LAND OF HOORAY.

ALL THAT I AM.

This is the Devil's Claw.

Under no circumstances should you crack it open and suck out its tasty, tasty damn meat.
It's loaded with sulfur, mercury, and cholesterol.
Also, it will give you psychic demon babies in your body, whether you have a womb or not.
So don't go for the flavor temptation, my friend, your health is everything in this life.
Without your health,
you're nothing.

OVERRIDING OUTCOME.

Hunting for that perfect paper'n'glue hit . . .