Sunday, May 13, 2012

Barney


Barney  (an excerpt from "Be No Cushion")

Barney
You must go now
And tell Andy
That Mayberry is dead
No more sleepy haircuts
Slow talks on slower

Golden afternoons
On a bench outside
A door that 

Doesn't open anymore
Oh Dear Barney
Times are such 
Just one bullet
Will not do