Noir City , Part 5

They shoot and you stagger and sputter
then gasp as you fall in the gutter
Face down near a grate
you can't conjugate
No famous last words will you utter

This is Noir City, part 5 of 5. Photo: Hell's Kitchen by Weegee.

Pranksgiving

For vegans, whose tastes are quite quirky

Thanksgiving means basting tofurkey

Denying a ham
they dye pink a yam

The meal tastes like paste--it's a turkey

Happy thanksgiving! Image: Starlet Showcase.
We now resume Noir City, already in progress.

A Major Imp-position

Evil brats spend this day of festive-ing
raising Cain, as if tired of living
Their butts, on the map
for a justified slap
We wish them a happy SPANKS-giving!

Noir City , Part 4

Your killers are hot on your trail
You'd fight but you know that you'd fail
With ice picks and gats
they're swarming like rats
Fate's sharpened your coffin's last nail

Image: Killer's Kiss (Stanley Kubrick, 1955), from The Bleat.
This is Noir City, part 4 of 5.

Noir City, Part 3

You run but there's nowhere to hide
It's prison--you're locked up inside
You'll wriggle and squirm
but serve out your term
'til gas chamber, noose, or you're fried

Noir City, part 3 of 5. Pic: Act of Violence (Fred Zinnemann, 1948)

Noir City, Part 2

You walk through the streets of the city
It's dark and it's sleazy and gritty
The sidewalks are cracked
the decks are all stacked
with "taps" the official town ditty

This is Noir City, part 2 of 5. Pic: A frame from Black Friday
(Arthur Lubin, 1940), from Six Martinis and the Seventh Art.

Noir City, Part 1

You've entered the city called Noir
You stumbled and fell, here you are
It's midnight and scary
and though you are wary
you'll leave in the trunk of a car

This is Noir City, part 1 of 5.