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Paul Hardwick Jun 2017
Some day's
I feel like a human staple
only me and the paper
fixing it to the pinboard
on the words
I sometimes write down
lawyers become bespoke
reading my papers
and then **** with me
dead cell in the ring
never dances
even if the man in top hat say's
it does
life is a circus
where the elephant in the room dances
how the ****
is the circus for you?
LoVe  P@ul.  ***.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2017
But a hue of blue
maybe it is when alight.
Boo  P@ul.***.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2017
Leaning on a pillow of flowers
watching slugs rolling joints of rose petals
getting up and trying to walk
right leg walks just fine
left, drags behind
move you ******* old *******
was that a demand
or a command
to a man, there is a difference
cent clears
right there, my right legs stands left to come and joins it
now so not feeling the same now
counting to ten
woke up this morning
with all this in my head
think somehow
my brain rolled out my ear
thinking about the night before
and wished I was dead
it was at that point
my own brain slapped me between the eyes

And that is these day's life.

LoVe you all P@ul. ***.
:-)   Lick my lip's  ***.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2017
I know
you do not have to tell me so
I am getting older
lazy in my dreams
have not felt from in the sky from them from all them years
that UFO did not drop me
more like slapped me
from where it was
but all the nanus
make my nose bleed
over and over again
making dreams so absurd
but all I feel is love

L


O

V


E
and to tell you to
love each other
for when they come
we have no other.
LoVe  P@ul.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2017
If you.
Lick your lip
I let you lick mine
but girl don't go breaking mine
you can run in this pack
but girl stay with me
run like you never have
if you feel like your dying then you will
you can not hold me down
as I am a man
keep your lips wet
robots need oil
souls need love
steam trains need coal
the time it takes
for love to grow cold
is a wonder to me
all I know that it will
feckless child
so cross your legs
and lick them lips again.
Sorry girls, men have a voice to.
with LoVe P@ul ***.

Have blue eyes
on cold days red nose
and in the summer a tan you can never register
lick my lips girls
I look forward to all your e-mails
Paul Hardwick Jun 2017
Blind words
playing on colors
jacking me off
bringing on migraines
flashing up words
confusing

I was not there
in the seventeen is
smoked no dope
just heard it
saw it on the news
all the trump cards.

The dealer awoke
out of his drug infested comer
play the next card, Donald
I think I can beat ya
plays the ace
S  N  A  P.
P@ul ***.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2017
Keep off the grass, please
meant get on the Bus.

Next stop is mine
change your mind.

follow the yellow road
three doors down.

not on this road
left holding your arm out.

two doors down
press with fingers or thumb.

this is what humans have fingers for
to operate doors or bells.

to see who is indoors
we all meet them.
Surreal P@ul LoVe ***.
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