Damn Wisdom Is Expensive!

Ah fool me once

At’s not nice.

But fool me again and

Dammit! Twice!

Now I’m a fool who’ll

Be fooled thrice.

This being fooled thing

Can be a slice.

A spicy not nice slice of life.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Though They Never Ever Met Him, They Believed What They Were Told About Satan.

He exorcised a lot.

Slammin’ doors in Lucifer’s face.

And it didn’t seem to matter what door he shut,

Slewfoot enter at another place.

He was certain, yes it’s the Devil!

Comin’ in everywhar!

But why he don’t open the opposing door?

‘N let the Devil go straight through thar…

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

Gimme That Old Time Attention

Yes, they were junkies.

Needed it or else.

Need the brass bands and the

Whistles and bells.

Needed color.

Needed fashion.

Needed phase locking eyes

Needed love. Needed passion.

Yearned for it. Squirmed for it.

Hollow point blank when

Sadly spurned for it.

But, throw it around

Throw it away.

Can’t save it up.

It won’t stay

In one place for long

You gotta be strong

Like a bull hold on

Ride it to the horn

See what is born

From attention.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

With Any Luck At All, You’ll Die A Thousand Deaths.

Goddammit he hated himself.

He was such an ass.

Maybe shit would straighten out

If that bastard passed.

He could pass

Would pass

Should pass ya?

Buy how he gonna pass

And continue to hah?

Maybe pass a little away each day.

Slide out slow.

Act as though

Everyone stayin’ the same.

But they ain’t…

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Scoundrel Be Thy Name

Brother, you know couches.

Sofas and Lazy Boys.

Brother, you’ve supped more sea than fish.

Brother, and big boy toys.

You slam.

You hollar.

Spend mom’s last dollar.

Never off the teat.

So now you beat

Yourself and your lovers

Up.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

There Was Santa, Jesus And The Easter Bunny, Flying Inna UFO.

Please daddy tell me!

Are you smart?

Are you a good man?

Witha good heart?

Willya hangaround or

Willya depart?

Tell me daddy!

Daddy please!

Make a po’ boy get downa

His knees.

‘Nen he does look under an whata he see?

Sees dadda isa puppet.

Sees a puppet master’s sleeve…

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Fuh Fuh Failure Awaits You

You can’t do this.

Yes… you can’t.

Try as you may

(And you may try)

You can’t do it.

Wanna know why?

‘Cause you are the bringer.

Bringer of you and

The you bringing you

Doing what he posedta do.

Bringer bringing you.

Now what is it you can do…

Now that you brought you?

(The arriver’s done travelin’)

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

The Tinker’s Damn

Great grandaddy spoke to him

Through genes and genes and genes.

Those genes they brought their own message

Through memes and memes and memes.

Grandaddy spoke loud.

Grandaddy spoke clear.

Said Barry, like this color and

Barry, drink this beer.

Grandaddy said boy you man.

You me.

And all the things

I could not be.

You me set free

So now you see.

You’re you AND me.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Anyone Can Direct But Few Directors Do

You mustn’t stay in character all day long.

A dozen bloody costume changes,

Please stay strong.

Memorized the dialogue and the

Actor’s faces.

Knew every curtain call and

All the actor’s places.

Now you want to improv.

Change up all the lines.

Wanna make the actors mad?

You wanna hear ’em whine?

Change a bloody story then!

Make it what you want.

When the playas fudge their lines

Doncha yell and stomp.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

They Fought For Fighting

It ain’t about a dollar.

The old man said.

It’s oneupmanship and

Parta that’s dead.

You can’t turn your back onna

Half killed guy ’cause

If you do, the dead guy’ll try

To take you out when

You wanna stay in and

Digits onna windpipe let the

Hymns begin.

For the world to sing

A brand new song,

One where earth’s a tower and

You’re King Kong.

Thankyou, friend.

Barry out.

 

A Fresh Mind In Every Joint

Arr, ooga booga!

Ya dang ding dong!

Changer ‘ol attitude.

Changer of tunes.

Lawdy swamp me good naw.

Take me on home.

Keep me onna hunt naw.

Diggin’ up bones.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

No One Could See But Everyone Smelled That Someone Had Pissed In The Playground

There’s a merry-go-round anda

Swing for swingers and the

Monkey bar hangers eye the

Rope ladder clingers.

Care givers think that they know

What they see but

They don’t ’cause the caregivers

Are many times three.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

The Problem Is No Problem

You can’t be wrong.

Make no mistakes.

Eat ugly cake.

At your lies bake.

I dine with you.

Eata humble stew.

That leads into

The School of Barry Cam Doon.

Ahh, fack it…

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Please ‘O Please Have A Gut

He ain’t been seen since

The Billy Jack scene

And in between was it

Full ahead steam

Or some hand cream to

Sooth the scream that

No one means to

Slip between

Their leeps.

Please be fat, mister Brown.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

‘Cause Then I’d Hafta Killya

Got a big ‘ol rang.

Big as a baby fist.

An nigga ifya hasta stare at it,

You ain’t caught it’s drift…

Airs a game an you’re not init.

You’s wartchin’ from da side.

And if you’s got enough lucky stars,

You two games don’t collide.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

Brother, You Took Another Path.

Before you were something

I watched you.

I watched you grow and heard your no

A million times.

You yelled let go!

Yanked your hand away so

I did and you skinned your knee.

You paid for freedom.

Retail then some.

Today redone.

Before you were something

I watched you.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

Nothing Is As It Appears And Even That Seemed A Little Off

Santa doesn’t wear his suit

Every day of the year.

Sometimes Santa works like an elf,

Other times drunk on beer.

Sometimes Santa let’s shit pile up

Out in the reindeer barn,

Santa has been known to argue with his missus,

And drunk he says fuck not darn.

Yep, the story of life is a yarn.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

A Little Bitta Life

Oh t’day we gonna do somethin’.

Ah git mah arse outa this here chair.

And off we go to don’t know where,

Cause few folks even care.

But ifya hadda go to somewhere,

We could step t’ward err each day.

We could shuffle ever closer and

Never take a trip.

We’d always be on our way!

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Yes, He Knew The Big Bad Wolf Was Real And Came A Couple Wolves At A Time.

You know you don’t know.

You do, don’t you do?

Know and don’t you

know what you

don’t know will

Bring you to now know but

You’ll know now you don’t know.

You don’t know, you don’t!

Thank you, Not Knowing.

Barry out.

When Contrast Is Low

In the dark dude said

I’m a really tall guy and

Boy can I run fast!

Thena sun came round

Lit uppa whole ground

Sun found dude bound

To a wheelchair.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

Not What But How To Do It

He didn’t ask.

He kept on telling.

He said he didn’t ask.

He told by yelling.

He said I gotta go.

He said go then go!

He wanted to shake hands.

Maybe a man type hug.

But all was now forgotten.

Under his big ‘ol rug.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Crazy Can’t Be Outcrazied

Unreasonable was their language.

Riddles were how they spoke.

To strangers they sounded funny.

To them it was code for no joke.

Fools would suffer on their own time.

Jerks would yank their own chain.

Here you couldn’t smoke your tires on ice.

Here was a place for unsane.

They gain.

The same.

Mounta pain.

Then they save it for

A painy day.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

 

My God Persistence

He wouldn’t shut up.

Wouldn’t go away.

Listened for yes.

Couldn’t hear nay.

Had a silly plan based on

What if you can? and

Dispising regret he

Lived on the lam

Where regret couldn’t find him.

Didn’t even look and

No one was missing the

Time that he took.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Thirty One Souls On Board The Good ‘Ol Starsheep Bartholimew

Oh you’ve got some splainin’ to do!

When you remove your head from your whoo.

Until then, keep mumblin’,

It’ll ensure you’re humble when

It comes your time to talk.

Please brusha teet.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Think And Grow Rich With It’s Secret Hidden In The Title

Thoughts are things.

That don’t always work.

I think I’ll rake the lawn.

Or maybe make a shirk.

Maybe she hates me.

Why she so critical?

What that she say?

Said I‘m invisible…?

Bitch!

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

When This Is Your Dream World

Jesus this place can be a huge shit hole.

Where children have to give up hope.

And others slide by even some bad guy

Sayin’ nope after nope after nope.

This ain’t no fifty fifty.

This here deck is stacked.

But if you play well and often enough,

Buddy, got the process cracked.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

Thow Da Chillen!

They don’t know

What you know.

That the top spins faster

On the last throw.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

 

Ruh-Ruh-Ruh-Ricochet Habit

Don’t look under your shirt.

Don’t look into your shoes.

Who’s that wrecking your shit?

Sure as hell ain’t you!

Is it?

Gettin’ creamed on a crosswalk.

Tossed off of your boss hog.

Fused vertebrae my god.

Pally those roads got traps.

Who damn trappin’?!

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

 

When Father Said “It’s Close” He Wasn’t Talkin’ No Humidity.

Jesus boy, it’s fitty fitty.

How you fit in there?

Couldja hold your breath?

Forget regret?

Wouldja stroll in there threadbare?

Naw take it cool.

Splash friendly pool.

Be your own damn tool.

Lever fitty you already own.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

See, Our Brains Hada Buncha Control Rods And One Of Those Rods Was Songs.

Oh say can you see?

No, you can’t.

‘Cause your mouth is wide open,

Ears lyrically closed then

Thinking heads south at speed anthem.

Erect and don’t waver.

Better yet, raise a lighter.

Or sup on your share of contemptment.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.