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Haiku of Horror

Shudder at seventeen syllables of pure, unrelenting terror.

Digging Up the Marrow (2014)

This is pretty much basically mostly kind of the origin story of the “Futurama” mutants.

Here are poems.

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I.

Skeletal remains
Offal of the unwanted
Just beneath our feet

II.

The thinnest layer
Divides vulgar monsters from
Civilized people

Ghostwatch (1992)

I was disappointed to learn this wasn’t real.

Also, I was under the impression this movie would be about spectral Rolexes. Again, very disappointing.

Here are some poems.

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I.

Live television:
Ghostly images witnessed
Seconds after death

II.

Spectral sightings shared
Figures shift among scan lines
Drift into our homes

III.

I see a woman
Ominous in her black dress
Static as dead air

Don’t Breathe (2016)

You’re probably expecting me to make some crack about the turkey baster. But I’m not gonna. My site is too classy for that.

Now enjoy these shitty-ass poems.

I.

Three wayward burglars
Attempt to rob a man blind
Don’t like what they see

II.

In virtue’s silence
Every sin we’ve committed
Resounds like death knells

 

IT (1990)

I’ve never found clowns all that scary. John Ritter, on the other hand … terrifying.

Here are poems.

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I.

He is eternal
Below, above and within
The last laugh is his

II.

A bright red balloon
Slips through the grate and escapes
Gently floats away

III.

A crimson rictus
Stretched like a rotted balloon
Snaps and reveals teeth

IV.

Some childhood nightmares
Can never be forgotten
Smudge like greasepaint

April Fool’s Day (1986)

More long-haired people need to adopt the “noose braid.” I’m thinking it would go over well with death metal bands.

Here are poems.

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I.

A knife in the back
Slips past bone to bite the heart
The fool celebrates

II.

One final surprise
A cut, a smirk, an ending
It’s all one big gag

III.

Carousal of fools
Drunk on their buffoonery
Guzzle red poison

IV.

She winks at her guests
Duplicity in her eyes
Theirs are tightly shut

Chopping Mall (1986)

Really, there’s not much to recommend about this cult classic beyond the clever title.

Well, that and the robots.

Well, that and the robots and that exploding head.

Well, that and the robots and that exploding head and Barbara Crampton.

It was fucking wonderful.

Here are poems.

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I.

*bzzt* *bleep bleep* *brrt*
“SENTRY MODE: ACTIVATED
MUST. DEFEND. DILLARD’S.”

II.

“Oh, look there, honey.
Exploding heads are on sale.
That’s a no-brainer.”

III.

Via Yelp: The mall’s
robots did zero chopping.
Won’t be returning.

Shin Godzilla (2016)

A movie about inept leadership responding poorly to a disaster? Who could relate to that?

Jokes aside, I do like my Godzillas to be thinly veiled metaphors for the ills of the world. I also like my Godzillas to get smashy-smashy on buildings and other big monsters. Basically, I like my smart blended expertly with my stupid.

Here are poems.

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I.

Should or shouldn’t we?
Our only viable choice
Is indecision.

II.

Gods shuffling above
Create a rain of debris
Crushing those below

III.

Kaiju comes to town
Doesn’t fit the local scene
Beadledom ensues

IV.

Lumbering giant
Oblivious and laggard
Breathes red tape like fire

Deathdream [aka Dead of Night] (1978)

Bob Clark proves himself to be the master of yet another horrifying holiday: Veteran’s Day!

Here are some poems.

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I.

War never changes
Bloody purpose chipped in stone
People, however

II.

Foreign homecoming
Family, town, people unchanged
It’s him who’s different

III.

Sweet Andy comes home
But he isn’t quite himself
Something’s indifferent

IV.

Consumed by his thoughts
Something is eating Andy
Perhaps vice versa

Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1978)

I, too, would like to be a young Donald Sutherland.

Here are some poems.

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I.

Rest your weary eyes
Dream of distant, fertile plains
Being someone else

II.

Familiar faces
Strangers peering from old homes
They are who you aren’t

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