Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Passage to Graceland

              I read an article about the death
                             of an Arab.
                    Then I imagined myself
                            dating a  Jew.
                I stood in line for admittance
                      to a place they called
                              Graceland.
                              I hesitated
                           and wondered
                   " what would Elvis do? "

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

This is important



Message To Anyone :

This is important.
I repeat.
This is important..

If you know Billy Brown,
Allan Felix,
Ray Kinsella,
Alvy Singer
or John Creasy.


Contact me.
Immediately.

We need to talk.
We really need to talk.

That's Billy, Allan, Ray Alvy or
 John.

Wait a minute.
On second thought,

Nah,
           Barry

Thursday, April 25, 2013

she'll miss a sunday


          
                      she shoulda held on to us
                               alittle tighter

                         i think maybe one day
                                   she'll see
                           she'll miss a sunday
                                    and me

                   she coulda painted those clouds
                                 alittle whiter

                             i think that it's not
                                    un-likely
                               the clouds in her
                                  same as me
                                
                        she shoulda carried a hope
                                made it righter

                           i think maybe one day
                                     she'll see
                            she'll miss a sunday
                                      and me

Saturday, March 16, 2013

I need a new car

                                   

                                                    I need a new car.
                                                     Not a new wife.
                                                I need some new stuff.
                                                      Not a new life.
                                                   I need a fat chance.
                                                           Not less
                                                    and nothing more.
                                        I need to slow down............and
                                                             find it.
                                                     I don't mind it,
                                              but i've been here before.
                                                           
                                              

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Maria Hail Mary

               I'm resilient.
            I've been strong.
                I'm alright.
         But, i've been wrong.
            Maria Hail Mary
              Look and see.
              I'm older now.
            I'm the older me.

Friday, February 8, 2013

anita o'day shot Leadbelly

                                        anita o'day shot
                                            Leadbelly
                              from behind haffa mason jar
                                       of Ole Red jelly
                              and though i was not present
                                when the deed took place
                                         i got that jelly
                                                  all
                                            on my face.
                                One could tell, the way she
                                          looked at me.
                                              red jelly
                                           real red jelly
                               " That all you wanna see? "
                                Because girl, there's more.
                                            Much more.
                                     You gotta look inside.
                                           anita nodded,
                                          flipped a coin
                                said, " Let the coin decide. "
                       
                                         Then it dropped.

                                    I heard that shot ring out.
                                    I felt that mirror shatter.
                                              Leadbelly?
                                            He bled jelly.
                                          anita denies this
                                        But, it don't matter.

                                          There's the past.
                                         There's the future.
                                         There's the bullet.
                                       but where's the soul?
                                              There's me.
                                             There's anita.
                                 and then theres' ol' Leadbelly's 
                                               jelly-hole.









Friday, January 18, 2013

10:58 PM

         

                                    Where's a girl
                                 that thinks like me
                                     got razor legs
                                     moves easily
                               knows peace of mind
                                 likes stand-up bass
                                              &
                                    holding hands
                                              &
                                         honesty
                                              &
                                         laughter
                                            

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

she was my Nilla wafer

                     i got testy
                        when
                    she got blue
                 i had high hopes
                  she never knew
                we're fading now
               just passing through
                      i got testy
                when she got blue
  
                     on that day

                     i was wet
                          and
                   she was paper
               heels made her out
                    a sky-scraper
                then i got scared
                and she felt safer
                      i was pie
             she was my Nilla wafer

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

HOD ( Head Organ Donor )


Part 8

                                                 He's got his head in a box.
                                                            He's got that
                                                          box on a shelf.
                                                 He's got a song in his heart.
                                                             He coulda
                                                          wrote it himself.  
                                            He's got more than a few questions
                                                            for Mr. Haley
                                                                  today.
                                             You hear that old Royal stumbling ?
                                                He types the words he can't say.