We all remember the burt's  and Penny's
all those we never have names for
whom made our lives never the same
schoolish pranks
for fun, and to make them look good
well burt you should have seen me smile that night
as I ****** you wife
e.mail me if you want the other ear ring
and Penny, who knew you are gay
I will buy the videos

Now I feel better.

Have a ****
bathroom wash your face
pull your socks on
look for a clean shirt
pull your tie up to the neck
go out catch the bus
never on time
upstairs sit slip into a land which is yours
head to start work
grettings have begain
wake up and be the star you are.

We sip this tea
all the way from China
in the china cups
that see more dust than use
yet you get them out for me
high tea with mother was something else
and thats what I miss the most
now your dead and gone
unless you believe in ghosts
ghosts exist only in the mind
and mother thats what’s makes me
miss you most
your ghost exists for me
but those china cups
made the tea taste like nectar
and I miss you mother
thats why a tear
from my eye
slips down ward.

I saw a poppy the size of a tree
it's soft green stem shot up to the blue sky
I was just thinking
one of those petals would make my tent tonight,

then I woke up again.

Carn't tell you where I left my mind
days like that just mix me up
but that girl was so nice
givin samples out of wine
we just kind of connected
try this one, if you, like that
well after a few bottles
the security man did come to us, and say sir
Sir please walk this way
yes I said it
well if I could walk like that, I would get arestted
hope I left my mind in the frezer section
maybe nessalled in the pea's.

Surealism are good days.

Am I standing to close?

See I only do it, so I can smell your scent
you say your not wearing any, O you are
can I stand right here?
I do not want to be in your space
I just need the intoxincation see
OK no closer.

Your words
do you mind
if I take them in my mind
and make of them what I will
does it bother you
I f      I     S T A N D   here, right here.

You, me and yesturday
sometimes I don't where I am
yesturday still hurting me
not knowing where I am
you had your fun
played the man and drove me whiled
and now I don't know where I am
not sure what day it is
or if I am a man.

Brain so active though
and my skin turning brown
going red at first
like an autumn leaf
going brown
and falling off my tree
dead skin shoulders
scurfin around
I shrug my shoulders
the new leaves fall
maybe I will get a sun tan this week
the brain wants to sleep though
maybe next week
For I have to work
the sun nice.

Kandinsky
as his own head fell off
pushed out by a black line
all he see's is red and blue
as the turps burns his eyes
he can all most taste what he felt
as he paints
his surprise
into the art
of only
what we are worth
but only love me.

Have you ever
woken up with a twitch in your eye
no matter what you do
it persists and stay's on the blink.

Dear Dr. Pepper
I love you in my mouth
your taste so sweet
but not up my nose
so don't come back on me.


Regards  P@ul.

I remember while fishing with my dad Thinking!
and as I swam back to the shore!
My dad does not like me very much!

My dad worked on school crossings
Form which he got the sack
for stealing
I did not believe it
But all the signs where there!

My dad took me to play golf
and as I swam back to the shore!
I remember thinking!
My dad does not like me very much!

And yes if you see me on line
I am just writing my words
this is created here
for mainly me and you
I want is hear from you, if you, think you can, please tell me

What you think?
did it make you feel?
did it make you creative enouf to make words of your own?

You will fine me here, or down at the arched
not that I any good at games
Please do ask
if you ever have a question
or neather of will know the answer there to made.

I am a bank without cash
I am a ****** without the speed
I am science without knowledge
I am just me.

Have you tried setting one
press the button three times
that will give you hours then set your alarm
at this point I ask myself
can I not just turn a ****
To me seems so much more simpler
Is Just Me
or also do you find that to be true?

Press the button twice
for there is another world to find
then the *******  clock ask me do you really want to be doing this?
Yes I think so
well what would have you said
maybe I should ha answered
just set the time
I would like to wake up
at 6 a.m.
but woke at 9
but me being me
was not letting, this clock getting the better of me


and now
the said clock
is still at the bottom end of my back garden.

Or is that
just something
that is within
the human head
that,s none stop
drip, drip, dripping
or do taps
just do drips like that
to do our ****** heads in
glad to say
now
my taps do not drip at all
for I called the plumb in
but now have to get me
a new wife
why do taps drip?

Sinai sat on the stone
combing her hair
un aware of
of what was happening to her
as the door
that appeared behind her
swung open
into a another universe
she must have felt its heat
But no
Sinai combed on
at this point like me
your shouting out

LO O K  B E Hind YOU!

But NO!
not a poem like that
instead
out of the doorway
stood out
the mad axa man of her dreams
and with a pear of scissors
cut of all her spilt ends.

Mans
only
got
one
finger
on his twenty century hand
and it points at
ME
and all that I be.



No
Place
to go
so where does the man go
when love leaves?






Into
the sands of time
blowing off the dust
or man rust
that there lay.







One with without trust of common man F * * King  stop.

Written HERE
for all the people
that mean so much ME.

looking at your words
moves me
the first night I sign up
the snow for me was falling outside
and I felt cool
but reading you words warmed me up
and as the snow fell
I went to bed
and slept like a frozen rock
but woke up
to feast on a breakfast of words

SO here is L  O  O king @ you @ll.

There I was
tip toeing around
and my balance
just felt on edge.

At that my ego
did fall off
and I nearly toppled off
ending just another blood spot.

Now paul enbolleded in all was not what it was
but they flew off and gave new tales
of the cold and all that was around
and had deep thoughtcause in this
as the sunrises in the early morny
the thoughtcasue become clear
thank god I am just Stonned.

It's the way
when you walked into the room
It's the way
the musicians become good sound all around
It's the way
I seam good in all I say
It's the way
I become to love you
but Mary Jane
now you mess with my brain
I don't known why
which way is upside down
and which way is right
It's the way
You know I will come back to
It's the way
the way when I need you
It's the way
you leave me alone all night
It's the way
when least expected
It's the way
There you are again and I can not break free
It's the way
Mary Jane there you are again.

She reads at night of the story of it all
before it happens
but written down
in the ethos of all
a feeling of heat a
hand burned here
sat back watching a film
they said things over there
she  did  not   hear
fly me on my way
home
@

@

$$$$$      That s   it       $$$$$
$$$          hold           $$$
my hand
I will be your lover
I can't feel nor see what I am
Or what I might be, so take me home
Make me your lover hold me tight
I will think more tomorrow.
$$$$$$$$$
$$$$$$
$$$
$

Waking up
in a strange house
with a ******* strange kitchen

At this time in the morning
the last thing I need is this
playing hide and seek with the fridge

All I want is milk for my tea bag
I did not want to play
lets open all the doors in the place

Am I here
or maybe there
you just had to look
and I was not there

and thats why
now I drink tea
with out milk.

Do you know
what was ,                     the question
see there,
I do not know the answer what was nothing at all, small.

We Rock the Blues we play
up all night
and at play
drink the night away.


THank YOu P@ul.

Where do you get
your imaginations from
well I am happy to report
it inside me
from somewhere
I often go
and love playing around with words
see there are just images to me
the alphabet is my pallet
and with them
I paint pictures in your head
so you can see it to

AND  T H A T
means a lot to me
PAINTING MORE PICTURES.

in words.

Sip supped from a perfect cup
well with a perfect rim
holding the content
there within
might be called a perfect cup
that which sip supped.

Boldly gone,
where none have been
shattering 49.1%
of peoples dreams
now see how they run
look at them good
as they can not hide now
see them try to feather their nest
it has happened
politions get the gist
for now you have to work like ****.

she to me is know as livi
as in live long and prosper
spock would be so pleased
as he flicked his fingers flicked up, to know
livi was sitting at his bed
she will frown then help him out
and put his fingers right back in
then make him smile to.

sorry but it was in my head
and as your say
better out

S   O  R   R  Y
L  I  V I
JUST
had to

♥

P@ul.

In this short time
you have know me
and tonight you are like heaven sent
we have danced our words
I am sorry
the my poem
Surreal Headache <---( look it up all )
and all the words that have gone as you say viral
within you head and mine to
have not men't much to you at all
lets just start again
without ever body else
Hi my name
why it is Paul
your turn *****.