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Tuesday, February 15, 2022



Greet your mirrors, boys.
No more looking at the smooth
Surface of an ancient pond.
Now, your smartphone camera
Preserves every oil-coated
Muscle on every anatomical
Part of your well-tanned body.
Your pride shows beneath
A black thong or nude
What the heck, why not?
We all look and compare.
There will never be perfection
Until an old man believes
As he sips the wine of youth.

Barry G. Wick

Tuesday, February 8, 2022

Life Goes On

Life Goes On

Life goes on

Death goes on

Eternity goes on

The remembered go on

The forgotten go on

Eventually everybody goes on

We live for the living

We live for ourselves

We live for our families

We live for the moment

We live with our guilt

We live with our shame

We live with what we built

We live with our name

Barry G. Wick

For Ira Laney