Author: Barry Williams

Buddy was learning To keep his pie hole shut. Or at least keep it closed more often. The next day’s hurt would soften. No need […]

Buddy knew effort made his head wet. He’d often forget And soon regret That he ever set foot on this path. On this road there […]

Buddy knew bullshit was a good mile deep Not as deep nearly as the good guys creep But good guys were creeping Truths were sweeping […]

Buddy knew rides start and stop. All get on then off. Then on another ride Or maybe stay outside In the lights of the carnival. […]

Somebody said Wake Up! Wake Up! Wake Up! Buddy’s like, Hey? What the hell? What’s up? It’s 4 AM, it’s time to sleep. But jibber […]