Some Of My Writing Is Absolute Garbage. Some Is Poor And A Wee Bit Is Brilliant.

Oil don’t look like gasoline when it comes out of the ground.

Someone has to move a pile of dirt to find silver

and diamonds look more like lumps of coal

than the diamonds we all know & love

when they’re first found.  My writing

is the same on account of I cain’t

tell what’s coming outa of my lie

hole until it plops out, begging to be polished.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Some people call it drunk writing but I call it homebrewing.