No, you can’t think for yourself. No, don’t you even try. No, back away with your hands in the air. No? You’ll make your mama cry! Nope you can’t do it today. Nope, and tomorrow too. Nope, you can’t just do what you want Nope. You know this is true. They’re thinking of you. You […]
Archive for December, 2015
Ya Billy’s not in the race. He’s sidelining guy Handing out water To other guys setting the pace. A bitta pill for his mama Grace. Who lassos any attention strays Always kept him in his place On the straight away from gays (not the sexual, happy days) Cause too much gladtime and Billy plays. Nen […]
Shit got you fired. Never hired. Counta wired. Chased by cops. A billion stops. And lawyer pops. No rent for you. Take’r damn kids too. And rotten jail fool. Now shit is cool… Thank you, friend. Barry out.
He growled. Bared his teeth. The others growled too. They surrounded themselves and Outsurrounded you. You were one and them few. What can you do? But wake up. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Oh man their lawn was nice! Trimmed perfectly twice A week by Jerry on his John Deere. Shannon laid the slabs of stone So polished that they shone. Witha name and date machinely carved clear. Norm made the nicest boxes. Nicer than most tables. And he made them to be buried under excavated dirt. Or […]
Mental Illness played indoors only. He didn’t want to go outside. Anyone stopping wouldn’t see him. Em Eye would steal away and hide. Their consciousness would not collide. Unless Em Eye was fried. Then it’s like the other died. And the bad tooth opened wide. Success stood by and sighed. Shit storms far and wide. […]
Fierce eyes. Crying eyes. Averted eyes. Sight power. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
He could lift the world. Not the whole world, no. But a small part of the world. Massage it to and fro. Direct what people saw. Not the curtain or the crew. For the very, very few. Who started to see through, He’d make believe. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Ah shit you fall. Life got the gall. A’makeya start ovr. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Ablaze and One tough landing. That’s it we cash it in or Look a big damn hole to jump! Thank you, friend. Barry out.
You ain’t joined nothin’. Least not that you know. Could it be you joined By where you live and growed? Maybe hoe de hoed? Thank you, friend. Barry out.
You were gonna do something I asked you to. Kina took your initiative And through it through A strip of glue Held us together. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Circles. Around and meet the start. Then doing your part To make a story. Must be read. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
No Shit’s given to Mr Insulation Mr Filtration Mrs Reduc-tion Mr Drive-thru-tion How shit work don’t care. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Someone shit their pants. Someone pissed their bed. Some didn’t listen to the Voices in their head. Someone’s being led. By someone. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Evolution is revolution. March just not in rows. Advance do they the enemy. Give ’em hell sans morose. Freedom purchased with blows. Blows from lawdy knows What hit ’em. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
A yo-yo. A string. A finger and flinger. Boredom and Gods. At work. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Many planets. Many tribes. Many people. Many organs. Making contact. Keeper Dee Stance. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
This train don’t stop It just slows down. You disembark on Maleable ground. Roll yourself around. You will be found. When the dust settles. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Snake oil was expensive Then it was not. Chocolate was expensive Then it was not. Life was valuable Then it was not. We were caught In a recipe that Shouldn’ta been sought. Lookit our lot and The farm we’ve almost bought. When will we ever learn? Thank you, friend. Barry out.
You have a job to do. This job is up to you. And apparently your poo Doesn’t stink there. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
On stun everybody! On stun! On donor, on blitzkrieg. On stun. Everybody. Thankyou, friend. Barry out.
Okay you know I’m religious. About colors and black and white. And you know I’m the suspicious type Who don’t go out at night. So you don’t call. Don’t ring my bell. Buddy I’ll dance to your tune I know it well. And I won’t tell if you don’t. Thank you, friend. Barry out. […]
There ain’t no five o’clock. No Sunday too. Nobody waiting to Take over for you. You’re on your own. You’re counting on you. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Wow look out. What’d ya see? Do ya see yee looking Back at thee? Recognize thyself. And lookout. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
The Chinese have a calendar. So do the Muricans. The Arabs have a calendar. Determines every plan. Ats how it works. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Ya it hurts. Hurts to be alive. But do you know that it Hurts way less if you Grab the wheel and drive? (if you can’t drive choose your drivers) Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Sometimes you got no choice. Every drive-through busy And you with your boys. The boys makin’ noise. Now lose a little poise. Say heavy stoppit boys! Serve ’em up a knuckle sandwich. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
You can’t change anyone’s underwear Lessen you pay their rent. Anyone’s mind ain’t gonna change Even with you hell bent. Change your own mind. See if you don’t find Everyone now is different. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Shoot all day long. Take breaks, shoot again. Maka lotsa noise. Cause silence pain. Cause you don’t aim. Gonna be shootin’ tomorrow. Thank you, friend. Barry out.