You work too hard. You drink too much. You don’t do this Or such and such. You are an asshole. And you don’t know it. You squinting eyeballs And making moaning. They like, they hate you and Even mama Could not get you. On their good books With you-your looks, Shoulda died in prison…  

Hand shook too damn long. Smiling big and strong. Like you don’t belong. It’s a movie. You’re an extra, see? You’re on Life TV. You ain’t pay no fee. You’re an actor. It’s all make believe. No one says decieve. Pretty much agreed It’s an act though. Don’t get all upset. Maybe make regrets. Based […]

You. Were fucked. You. Lucked out. When you met me bout That notty not and You. Are fraught with Don’t get caught With yer IQ down That brings you round To the fact that yer Fucked without me.

Buddy’s an asshole. Suzie’s a bitch. The guy at the gate is A son-of-a-bitch. Constant complaining Goodness draining. No refraining. You stay sane if You see the nail they lay on.

Don’t start shit. Don’t say shit You cain’t back up. Wartch your mouth. Warsh yer hands. Don’t flail about. You stink you think You don’t, but you do. Just start and don’t stop Until yer through. Make a plan. Break it up. Tiny bites swallow best. Get that dream out yer mind And off yer […]

Step outside naked in minus thirty. You won’t last that long. Walk thru the wild with big, clenched fists. In no time you’ll be gone. Stroll one day with the hot, hot sun. With skin so crisp you could come undone. You can’t cry, there’s no tears to run. But buddy, you’re changing the weather! […]

Squeeze in a rep here. Don’t stop moving there. People can’t see you in your Underwear or it’s Not called underwear. But you maybe do not care. You sits dare and Oggles Cause your goggles Ain’t a tuned inta dare. But dare you. Push through. You will find out dare… That dare is no dare. […]

If you had a bright light At the base Of your personal gruntin’ throne. You would notice something that Few men consent to own. No diligence on how straight you pee Would let you see A sparkle free wee. Reality Is just like that. You swing that bat. You hear that crack! But don’t look […]

Span’s gettin’ shorter. Old dude said. Climbin’ through yer winder. Organize yer head. Same damn messagez Still gettin’ in! Micro-burstin’ synapse routes Like at ain’t a sin…

Let’s say you’re nobody. That’s a start. Gives you some ‘in To pick apart. Cause if you don’t Those beggars will. Beat ’em to it. Better still. Remake yourself. Champagne from swill.    

It’s an ill wind that blows When the windows ain’t closed. And it’s better seen far from the outside. Inside, she’s like nature. All curvy and straight. Have a good hold yourself When you open that gate. Hold it open. Keep it open. The penned up can’t wait. Barry

  Bow your head for a moment afore you eat that meal. Shit’s mighty hot and the younguns squeal If we feeds it too fast It’ll burn yer mouth Then you soon forget what Eatin’s about. Barry

  One second later and you wouldn’t be you. The person who’d be here would stand in for you. No one would know that you didn’t arrive. You wouldn’t know you weren’t alive. It’s still the same each and every day. You might wake up but another you stays Dead. And will stay dead until […]

A signal, but no one’s there. Why we even have to care is as Scary as the way that shit became The way it is. It’s an old story but that’s biz. You work to remain stable and you can until you’re able To see that this normal ain’t as normal as it seems. It […]

  You’ll not do it! Organized you… Point the direction of every shoe. You’ll not do it! It will drive you and You’ll be forced to Boil inside, You will stew and How else you gonna Do it? Organized you… That place where the rubber meets the road? Rubber placed by fast stops and fast […]

  It was tippy-toe time… Baby does what momma wants. Momma does what daddy wants. Daddy hates his new soop, John. John can’t stand vice president Ron. Ron would love to strangle his mother-in-law Dawn. Dawn knows Ron hates her but how she fake fawns! Ron’s wife was her sister whom she knows belongs In […]

  Jesus, I could have used your name Twenty or thirty years ago. But you ducked under Under my shadow. You wouldn’t let me know. Hung out in that fourteenth beer. Countless times drove me safely here. I asked for you, you disappeared. Back then, I could have used you. You were hidden behind if […]

See, people talk from a distance. What distance is that is? You mutter, softy, alone to yourself. You don’t even know what gives! Barry  

Boo hoo for that lonely soldier. Marching there, on guard. She stands for loyalty, courage and country, Whom don’t know she works hard. Hard to please. Hard to free. Hard in degrees, Like her parents were before. Because hardness boy, tempered toy, useful goy. Two four urgent quiet, no assistance required. You know, let her […]

When one saviour don’t wirk There’s another. When another savior don’t wirk You’ll discover. You are the savior man. You do what saviors can. Look to yourself Other than Those times when it’s time to save another. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Thirty one souls on the good ship Williams. Where’s the captain we’re ready to load? ! Thirty one souls?! My gawd, who called them? I wouldn’t be so bold! They came, they saw and all the rest. They stopped looking at your behest. And now you point out this big mess. Mister, give us divergence. […]

Ah ya shit ya beggar! Shit’n begone! Step’n inya shit naw, Shit’n begone! Shit’n over lush lawn… C’mon! C’mon! Thank you, friend. Barry out.    

These people needed him to like them. He didn’t, and he told them so. They’d call him mean and nasty. He’d have to stop them with whoa, whoa, whoa! His eyebrows bushed as if they’d pushed A hairy button nobody saw. He’d look ’em square, Right in the peepers. Grip ’em by the shoulders with […]

Birthdays are for looking at photos. Thanking friends and dredging good memories. Take it slow and slack on party day But birthday hard every day. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Open your eyes. They’re closed. See? You’ve got something in them! That’s why they’re closed. They’re pretecting those Cut off at the pass, ahem. Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

You’ll have to go through me To see Bill. Bill ain’t seen by no one till. See me to see Bill. You don’t want to see him. Least not very much. If you did, you’d go through me Just to get in touch. Get it? Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

Rich or poor, it don’t matter. If you listen to the mad hatter, Your glass housa freedom will shatter. And you will hafta stay at her. So slip on your yoke and stoppa chatter. What you think now, It don’t matter. Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

My dad went to heaven. Where everything’s better ‘n good. Nobody talking back to him. People listen like they should. Jesus askin’ pops a million questions. Just so much that Jesus doesn’t know! See, this here is my father’s heaven. They got time and my lord daddy’s on a roll! Thank you, friend. Barry out. […]

Show them how to listen. Listen and watch and learn. Show them how to enjoy the sun Without suffering a bad sunburn. Show them how the wind sets sails. Show them how the wind can gale. Let them frolic in a friendly gust then Show them there’s a time to bail. Let ’em play at […]