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 Oct 2016
Paul Hardwick
Lick my lips
you taste an orange
Lick my left leg
You will want more
My dreams
You dreams
Just lifeThe one and before
You Dreamed Before
Slow Right
Be happy please,   Love P@ul.
 Jun 2016
Paul Hardwick
Let me split the words down for your mind

Space is room
Space is the distance from there to here
Space is your room, your head
Space is what you conceive for you
Space is all you think to be true
Space is distance
Space is small
Space is no Space at all
Time is Man Given
just to explain space
and the time we spend there
who we meet
those we love
those we don't
is no time at all.
True   Love P@ul. ***.
 Dec 2015
Paul Hardwick
Loops that fall
loops that come up
loops that touch
ask me about the loop
it might just be the answer
that I did not want you to ask
loops hang down and things
loops pulled by gravity
loops that become atoms
loops of string playing notes
loops of the common man.
LoVe P@ul  ***.
 Nov 2015
Paul Hardwick
Come on buy a time share in my head
there's no other place to be
who's knows where it will take yah!
come on dream with me
pay your money and lets go
you know it makes sense
and all those placeses you've never or i have yet been,
yet to be visited
buy that time in my dreams of mine
come on buy a time share in my head
my limited look at time
that all fits into my head
so just sign on the dotted line

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Come on buy a time share in my head.
Limited offer just for Black Friday when I get up just after 2.
***.  one for surrealist P@ul.
 Nov 2015
Paul Hardwick
My mind
is like a room
with a view
painting pictures of you
inside
so I can bring them back to me
make me just feel
to carry on
Out here I do not feel comfortable b
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ON THE EDGE
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Over which that. that that is
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**** I have fallen off











Just joking

P@ul.
***.

found that in my own picturegramm.
 Aug 2015
Paul Hardwick
When I awoke today
while walking down the street
and looking at my feet
it came across my mind
as the sun beat down
I was looking at yesturday's shadows
when your shadow walk next to mine
and seamed to make me feel whole
and now that shadow was just mine
and feeling the hole within my soul
I longed for yesterday's.
Positive and negative both at the same time     P@ul.
 Jul 2015
Paul Hardwick
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.
TRue Story   P@ul.     Surreal.
 Jul 2015
Paul Hardwick
Watching the washing machine go round!
Makes me think
I don't need anyone, but a little love makes things better
well more bareable than before it was before
come up
run now don't beat yourself up
try, try, try but all things remain the same
or do they
does he need to know
what is is in your brain
that will be your guilty wish
wish I told you
did not really want to hold back
but what the did
so sitting now
watching this washing machine
and sitting on this.
Most Surreal poem yet   enjoy if you can P@ul.
might one day ask you what am I sitting on!
 May 2015
Paul Hardwick
What do you do?
I don't know but I do it anyway
I aways do as asked
I do what I do everyday
indeed I do
I do what I need to do
Why do you do it?**
I don't know but you find me
doing it anyway
come winter or spring
you will find me there
doing it all by myself.
True Story     P@ul.
 Mar 2015
Paul Hardwick
Space is a limit
once your
out into the air
feel the earth pull your body down
here we live on this solid ground
here we move around
mess with each others heads
planted seeds in the ground
grow stuff
then when dreams came around
and we want to get up
far beyond
the politicians
tell us
that is to expensive
lets instead rebuild this bank

f  u  c  k        O     F      F

don't tell me how to think
I'am  better off on my own
and my mind is in outer space.
True story      P@ul.

WARNING!    This poem is very surreal, might mess with your head.
 Mar 2015
Paul Hardwick
For my mind tonight
is like a google feaste
eat
it all
up and then come
back for more.

Out of sight last night.

Now what I am I not sure
knowing only what am for sure.

hurru up
get your request in.

for it may be no more!

just this people see
get a request in
make me write it see.
Your Marvelness so surreal it so shows

P@ul.
 Mar 2015
Paul Hardwick
See what life gives to me
before you ever judge me
look and see
never stay in your tree. Think of me.

Before
you empty your head
@ me.

Look @ the good
in me
all the tricks i have.

and then think
what do you have
and come back to me.

when I cut myself I ble@ds.
P@ul.  just thought it was time to slip one in.

Surreal dreams.
 Mar 2015
Paul Hardwick
On the turn of day
on the wings of the night
proof men to have wings
no more fighting in me
I land
to find the grounding within me
so when tomorrow comes
I can fly and fight again.
So true  ask any man   P@ul.
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