Author Archives: Rumrazor

About Rumrazor

Just a malcontent surviving in Los Angeles, working the news, writing the poetry, making the films.

The Naïveté of Youth

Posted on September 16, 2014 by Rumrazor

My act of heroism? Retrieving a football from a neighbor’s roof where her brother overthrew the ball showing off his arm. I also brought back down an extra Nerf ball I found while I was up there but I scraped … Continue reading →

Posted in Lyrical Prose, My Poetry | Tagged Angel Uriel Perales, Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center, Boston, erotica, lyrical prose, menses, New Brunswick, oil free, podiatrist, Rutgers, smear-the-queer, Tesla, Tufts, umbilicus | Leave a comment

Zen and the Art of Bursitis Relief

Posted on July 22, 2014 by Rumrazor

Kyrie eléison, I have lived a life supported by accurate predictions. The Dale sports car three-wheel design never did work and seduction of the vehicle’s beautiful marketeer could never work. Any marriage in Chowchilla only invites frustration. Selfies at Pamplona … Continue reading →

Posted in My Poetry | Tagged Alice B. Toklas, Angel Uriel Perales, Bursitis, Chowchilla, concupiscence, credenza, Dale Sports Car, Dream of Gerontius, embolalia, enfeoffed, Fileds Medal, folie a deux, Kamata, Kyrie Elieson, Madagascar, Malfeasance, Misfeasance, Nonfeasance, Occitan, Pamplona, Papua New Guinea, Poetry, Proficiscere, rodomontade, samanas, Sanctus Fortis, Siddhartha, St. Thomas Aquinas, Tertullian, Trisagion, Zen | Leave a comment

I Will Pray For You

Posted on July 18, 2014 by Rumrazor

Someone got mad at me today. A friend got angry. I interacted with a friend and my friend was upset. Cold logic was involved. Christianity as a topic was involved. I said some things then the person reacted and said … Continue reading →

Posted in My Poetry | Tagged Angel Uriel Perales, Atheism, Christianity, Google Earth, Honduras, North Carolina, Poetry, Prayer, Religion, Scientology, South Carolina, Virginia | 2 Comments

Found Not Lost

Posted on June 13, 2014 by Rumrazor

I would walk a mile for a Camel. I found mint in my menthol shaving cream. Up, up, and away with TWA, you’re living in the Golden Age of Schlitz. Winston tastes good like a cigarette should. You can’t take … Continue reading →

Posted in My Poetry | Tagged Angel Uriel Perales, Baltimore Colts, Bob Hope, Camel, Chrysler, James Whitmore, Joe Namath, Miami, My Friend Tony, National Airlines, New York Jets, Orange Bowl, Pledge of Allegiance, Poetry, Quark, RCA, Salem, Schlitz, Silva Thins, Spiro Agnew, Super Bowl, Temperatures Rising, TWA, Weeb Ewbank, Winston | 4 Comments

The Gaslighter

Posted on May 19, 2014 by Rumrazor

I was always misplacing my keys. She was always finding them and then would scold me for being absentminded. I would put away the dishes but could never find my cereal bowl or the small paring knife. What happened to … Continue reading →

Posted in My Poetry | Tagged Abraxas, Angel Uriel Perales, cesium, Cincinnati, Cornell, couturier, cutchtree, endochronicity, gaslighter, John Glenn, John Titor, kuru, Los Angeles, nanotechnologies, Petrified Forest, Pleroma, Poetry, prions, thiotimoline, vasodilators, Whalefall, Year 2038 Problem | 4 Comments

Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Index

Posted on May 7, 2014 by Rumrazor

SCALE 1- Hypochondriasis At some point I tripped while climbing to the top of the waterfall from where I planned to jump. My finger slipped on the trigger before I had a chance to open up my mouth. I lost … Continue reading →

Posted in My Poetry | Tagged A Modest Proposal, Abaddon, Abbieannia, Albert Speer, amanuensis, Amy Winehouse, Angel Uriel Perales, Appellplatz, arrondissements, Art Brut, aufseherinnen, Bacchus, Barbarossa, Belgrade, Benjamin Bathurst, Bergen-Belsen, bhandani, Bible John, blengins, Borax, Brazzaville, Chelsea Hotel, Cher, Cogito Ergo Sum, cyberchondria, Decartes, Delaware, depression, Diamond Match Company, Doxepin, echocalia, Edgar Allen Poe, Elsie Paroubek, Emeril Lagasse, epyllion, Feral Child, Formosan, Genie, Glasglow, Great Moon Hoax, Grub Street, Henry Darger, Higgs Boson, Hogmanay, honour bright, horror vacui, hypochondriasis, hypomania, hysteria, Irma Grese, Jefferson Starship, Jobriath, Jonathan Swift, katheoy, kermantle, Kierkegaard, Kinshasa, liqueur de fraboise au vin rouge, Little Sisters of the Poor, logical absolutes, Madame Restell, Manic Street Preachers, Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Index, Museum of London Docklands, Nessum Dorma, nolle prosequi, nonpareil, novenas, O Americano, Onus Probandi, Operation Mistletoe, Pale of Settlement, paranoia, pashmina, pellegrina, phillumenist, Pressupositionalism, Princess Caraboo, Psalmanazar, psychasthenia, psychopathic deviate, Rattlesnake Boy, Recife, revanche, Richey Edwards, Roquebrune, rubaiyat, Rudolph Hess, Sain, Saleph, scapular, schizophrenia, Schrodinger's Cat, Severn Bridge, social introversion, Spandau, Sylvia Plath, tamam shud, The Barrowland, The Moirai, Turing Test, Vivian girls, Whitechapel, Wilmington | 1 Comment

The Diabetic Elegiac

Posted on March 16, 2014 by Rumrazor

ONE morning, at the beginning of your end, step on a scale and the numbers blend all the way to the right. All of your pants are tight. A rash develops across your chest and up along your neck. You … Continue reading →

Posted in My Poetry | Tagged Angel Uriel Perales, Barrette, Bolus, Cinquefoils, Clarinet, Coda, diabetes, Dialysis, Eidetic, Elegiac, Fungus Gnats, Hydropsy, insulin, Neuropathy, Ostinato, Passacaglia, Poetry, Reliquary, Rickyard, Sylvan, Timbre, Tumbao, Votary | 2 Comments

Reverb

Posted on March 13, 2014 by Rumrazor

Chenille skull above cordovan squint, furtive, suspicious of the trim, I stop along the arborvitae, contemplate the dahlias all in a line, aligned. The hairdresser, a friseur, plucks at my curls absentmindedly. “Such a shame,” she says to herself. “Because … Continue reading →

Posted in My Poetry | Tagged Abattoir, Angel Uriel Perales, Arborvitae, Chenille, Cordovan, Dahlias, Friseur, Gabardine, Hairdresser, Poetry, Reverberation, Shelterbelt | Leave a comment

Just Another Lazy Excuse for the Hardships of Life

Posted on February 10, 2014 by Rumrazor

The first year after the amputation, I was despondent and ashamed and I simply told people I lost my leg fighting in Afghanistan. But then that explanation led to more questions and more lies and people wanted to drive me … Continue reading →

Posted in Lyrical Prose | Tagged Afghanistan, Amputation, Amputee, Angel Uriel Perales, Blood Sepsis, Boil, Carbuncle, lyrical prose, Maryland, Streptococcus, Towson, Transfemoral, Virginia Beach | 3 Comments

Inglewood Cacophony

Posted on December 25, 2013 by Rumrazor

Inglewood Cacophony (For Eric Lawson) First the dogs erupt in a flurry of barks and howls followed by the Doppler effect of emergency sirens, then a policeman through a megaphone orders someone to get out of a car and orders … Continue reading →

Posted in My Poetry | Tagged Angel Uriel Perales, Apocalypse Now, Dark Side of the Moon, Eric Lawson, Inglewood, moon, Pink Floyd, Star Trek | 1 Comment