November 2016 – Crossing The Line by Barry Williams

Storytime

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

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 28, 2016
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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 […]

Storytime

Then This Monster Picked Me Up

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 25, 2016
Post Comment 1 comment

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 […]

Peter Poet

Dee Lass Poem

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 22, 2016
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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 […]

Don't Need No Stinkin' Badge

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

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 20, 2016
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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 […]

Don't Need No Stinkin' Badge

They Were Exactly The Same Except For Their Height

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 20, 2016
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Yin is black. Yang is white. They are not the same! Alright? Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Dense Is A Human Forrest

Okay Dad I Got It

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 20, 2016
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“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 […]

Assholes Annonymous Hurtsville

And For Every Hammer A Scratch

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 20, 2016
Post Comment 1 comment

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 […]

Blessings Of The Ages

Yawn To Something

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 20, 2016
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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 […]

Assholes Annonymous

You’re A Long Way From Terry Barry

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 20, 2016
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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 […]

'Tween Mind And Boday!

Triple Ess Dee

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 20, 2016
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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 […]

Boredom Sucks

The Consciousness Crack

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 16, 2016
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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. […]

'Tween Mind And Boday!

The One Way Hoss

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 16, 2016
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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 […]

Blessings Of The Ages

And Riding Familiarity, The Jockey Contempt.

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 12, 2016
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Eye can smell you from here. You stink like queer. Don’t stand so near Me. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Don't Need No Stinkin' Badge

Play The Bossanova

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 12, 2016
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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 […]

Ancient History

On My Own, Naturally.

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 12, 2016
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Nothing to see here. Move alone little doughgie. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Assholes Annonymous

Mister Brown Says Shush

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 12, 2016
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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.

Assholes Annonymous

The President

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 9, 2016
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It’s right now stupid. Not tomorrow and No time now to Settle da scoreo. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Boredom Sucks The God Of Luck Don't Need No God

Lovz Me Some Storz & Bickel

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 8, 2016
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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 […]

Boredom Sucks

Stopped Eating Now They’re Dead People

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 8, 2016
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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.

Blessings Of The Ages

Gods Must Be Chosen Very Carefully

Post Author By Barry Williams
Post Date November 7, 2016
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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 […]

Month: November 2016

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

Then This Monster Picked Me Up

Dee Lass Poem

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

They Were Exactly The Same Except For Their Height

Okay Dad I Got It

And For Every Hammer A Scratch

Yawn To Something

You’re A Long Way From Terry Barry

Triple Ess Dee

The Consciousness Crack

The One Way Hoss

And Riding Familiarity, The Jockey Contempt.

Play The Bossanova

On My Own, Naturally.

Mister Brown Says Shush

The President

Lovz Me Some Storz & Bickel

Stopped Eating Now They’re Dead People

Gods Must Be Chosen Very Carefully

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