Here I am wondering
in the parking lot
we all call the universe
I might, as well be, on the moon
all seams the same to me
as

I


Fall
down
into
the
b         l      a         c         k
hole
of
life

to


be
spat
by
L  i  g   h   t

And here am I W o  n   d    e     r       i         n           g.

Woman!
THE
ONE
AND
ONLY
all though they are all the same
by name
here
to confuse me
are some new one
SO I
GIVE
YOU

Woman!

As
from
this world
I
call
all
and then
just fall
thought
dimension
as I
call
them
like
levels
within
in
the
EARTH
of
time
and
then
tomo­rrow
dreams
of
what
is
now

reality

not
on
my
watch
so
hold on
to
my
hand
as
we
F
A
L
L







D



O



W



N

this
hole
in­
Dimensions.

We
LOVE
you
do
I
wish
I could
I
could
talk
with
you

thank's from
all
of
us

REgards P@ul.

"Why I"
some time ask that
Why
does that
bother
you
at all
from your
very
own
head
you
look small
and you
you
do not
need
that
at
all
**and
why
in
my
hand
this
pen
cil.


S E E M S     small     Why?

Now now now!
Now
I
am
a saint
astro traveler

I
am
not

Now Now Now!
Now
I
am
a man
walking
on the
mOOn.

but
I
am
NOW.

My shadow
walks with me
My shadow tricks me at night
shrinking down
my shadow I love
somehow sown on my feet
my shadow
will not leave me alone
my shadow
creeps up on me
my shadow
is me.