Archive for November, 2016

Taking Care Of Tomorrow’s Garbage & The Next Daze Garbage & Doing It All Today

You shit. Do you know where? You spit. Do you even care, where, your share, of shit and spit, goes? Jesus, to handle it. After it goes … When it comes back … Ach! Shit licks at you. Mmm you smell nice dear! Here, let me nestle right into that beard … When the spit […]

Then This Monster Picked Me Up

I was sitting on a ledge one day and the huge-er I know walked by. Actually, it didn’t walk by but over to me and swooped a reacher toward my face. Rather than ram it’s digits through the soft tissue of my eyes, it stroked my hair while I thought how easily it could crush […]

Dee Lass Poem

His chime had still that shine That shine of Nothing thereness. Cause there was never anything there to begin this Treep into the valley. Through the Forrest, Lonely alleys… We’ll meet again, lord willing. Keeper of this park and I leave You with a wisening, Ain’t no color in the dark. Thank you so very […]

Don’t You Say Nothin’ Or Ahl Say Some’in

You bore me with predicability Flash madness see You kick my knee at Set me free ta See you. Boo hoo. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

They Were Exactly The Same Except For Their Height

Yin is black. Yang is white. They are not the same! Alright? Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Okay Dad I Got It

“If only …” Was all he said and I Shook my damn head But the old beggar couldn’t Have said more. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

And For Every Hammer A Scratch

He got drunk and fell down. Drunk and fell down. Couldn’t fall up. Always fell down. Kepp on floppin’ Always head down. Didn’t see the scratches Bleedin’ on the ground. Makin’ Blood Lake an Ah ain’t gonna drown. Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

Yawn To Something

A hint. A whiff. Is all you get. From that you place Your goddamn bet And one damned bet is all you get Bet on you pal, bet on you. Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

You’re A Long Way From Terry Barry

One day he stopped yelling. Kickin’ up dust andy Really cut back onna People he trust causa Silly damn beggars put up So much fuss that he Jumped and left ’em wailin’ under Their own damn bus. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Triple Ess Dee

Stop saying and start doing The old man said to me The utter absence of guilt and frustration Will quickly set you free. Then you can be The best damn me The world will see Who you are. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

The Consciousness Crack

Just before sleep like I’m drunk or dead tired isa Fatal disjoinment who’ll likely get Hired to slowly replace me and Then get me fired. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

The One Way Hoss

She was rode too hard. Put away wet, naw The longer the trail The slower she get an Them reins don’t work an She won’t go straight, she Won’t lighten up an she Will not wait so What you came in on ain’t No longer here. Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

And Riding Familiarity, The Jockey Contempt.

Eye can smell you from here. You stink like queer. Don’t stand so near Me. Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

Play The Bossanova

A ruler awaits. To hell with greats. This fellow here needs mention. Take it on slow now. Stopping shorta holy cow. Savoring the lack of attention. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

On My Own, Naturally.

Nothing to see here. Move alone little doughgie. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Mister Brown Says Shush

Babble. Do you speak babble mister Brown? Rattle. Can you rattle this clown? Saddle. Do we shut your ride down? Thank you, friend. Barry out.

The President

It’s right now stupid. Not tomorrow and No time now to Settle da scoreo. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Lovz Me Some Storz & Bickel

Don’t put your mouth on that On that! Don’t put your mouth on that! You’re gonna crack your yap on that! Put your yap trap on that and nap? Who put your yap on trap? Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Stopped Eating Now They’re Dead People

Uh ya, don’t eat meat and The carrots are staring The potatoes have eyes are None of you caring? Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Gods Must Be Chosen Very Carefully

God knows that you love her. You can’t get along without him. And pray you to the wrong god Your prospects will dim. Maybe they’re dimmed already. Maybe you’ve already sinned. Maybe you are your own god. Whom you can forgive. Thank you, friend. Barry out.