What do you think it might mean
when you feel
your own brains itch

not as if
I can scratch them man!

you can only scrap your skull till it bleeds
what does this stuff mean
and why do I have a sore head?
on a new day
but does not hurt on the outside
but the inside instead
which I know will make my brains
itch.

Picture book on my lap
tell me all your known truth
give me your movement in time
forward after the fall
lepping forward from this moment on
to give you more light?

For you can take pictures of each other
loose your balance
and fall in love, with each other!

Think your 2 degrees out
no thats not a tear on my face
just still the cold winds in my eyes
and nothing
to do with me getting old
for this world is not so tame
**** like that happens.

1 degree on
the earth again moves with me
feel the warm on your face.

Thank you for those days
Earth thank you for again moving 3 degrees
lighting up my world with green
bringing up into your light
asking me, do you love me
and I do my earth.

Some days when I wake up from a dream
I find it hard to be, what is me
and my mind drifts off into a surreal world
where it is hard to find what my conscious mind has to do with me
sometimes it's not even the way really feel
nor act, but my mind seams to pull it off
and that day that is me
but not maybe really the way I feel
other days my mind is reaching out
on all side, then goes off like nuclear bomb
and all hell breaks loose
then I hide under the blankets
and drift off to a surreal world
wake up and starts over again.

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.

Is it desire?
Is it a feeling that grows and grows?
Is the passion you feel?
Is the emotional surrealist?

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So hard to find



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YOU can not make yours eyes
see around the hill
or even corners
but in my dream world
Nigel the Man can
for he sees all things day or night
he sees darkness he sees light
and I've even heard can smell light
if it's there, he will, have been
he will have seen
he maybe can taste it
he sees things that will really blow your mind dear
yes Nigel is the man that can
but Nigel is a man hard to find
for you see
he's blind.

All I know
was that I fell here
into this mud
and just knew
that way was up
so with all strength
stated to grow up
and one day
pushed up into light
though art of nature
there the artists in liking me
grew me on
liking my impressions
they called me light
then gave me expression
then the artist all did drugs
and it all went mad
so I fell asleep
then dr dali
pick me as dreams
and gave me new life
felt sounds in my ears as woke up
did some drugs myself
as bowie lead us on
into a musical truth
did some more drugs fell into Black Sabbath
well he is from my home here
join the hells angels
and of those things I will never tell
went to college go myself a B.A.
got into advertising
the sit
that sells you things
you all like even now
you believe this ****
but it's not important in life
which has lead me here
writing this tonight
and for the gueness book of records
this is the longest ever written
not so very good but that's my bag.

There are knowing
so many of you
two things I have known
OF both of you
one is always right
and the other
likes standing
on tip toes
which one is which
whom knows
both as moody as the other
but both into fastion
and designer clothes
.
.
.

If you stand in a small corner
dose that make you feel tall?
and what's the point in wearing that stupid pointed hat on your head?
and why did my tutors in youth
not know that?
That was not good for me
and was not what they should have done
and you know
I feel glad knowing when I farted in the lift
at the school reunion
it was so wrong on so many levels.

Does chlorophyll smell?
and how does anybody know this
as every time I smell it
I fall asleep?

LSD?
Does LSD change you?
And how does anybody know?
as every time I take it
it alters my mine.

answers please on a postcard
please affix a stamp
to the usual address.

:-)
LoVe P@ul.

Dont open it up P@ul!
so why Jack did you do just that?
To see if the cat that was inside
was dead or alive P@ul!
and Jack what did you find?
The cat there was not dead nor alive
for there was no cat there at all.

P.       O.        W!!!

Brains give you many things
imagination your life
but to keep the brain sane
there are only 3 to do
walk your body around brisk is best
eat things that you like but with in reason
Sit at times and twiddle your thumbs.

you can't get any higher than mine
at this moment
take a ticket look for your number to come up
stand in the q
**** me a draw no.1
and see on the screen we are at 2002
giving blood is never easy
it so surreal
platlets drifting all around
but the warm glow looks good.

When I looked into your eyes
they smiled back at me
I thought I might known you but I do not
but I feel you in my soul
I can see it in your eyes
I can feel it within me
it like a instant glow
making me feel good instantly
almost taking my breath away even though it's not
and i can know this by looking into your eye's.

When I looked into your eyes
they smiled back at me
I thought I might known you but I do not

Little Lucy loved all
never a bad word came from her head
but Lucy
was quite insane
how I ask
can she do that
and I can't
all I am
is surreal
so give me a chance
it might make you feel something
that yesterday you did not
read my words
pass a bit of time
maybe lay yourself on a beach
in the golden sand
feel the heat off the ground
the grains in-between your fingers and toes
feel the heat on your face
all the things
Little Lucy
must feel
Like you
but does she though?

Have embryonic journey into my head
where the words you read
mean all things to you
but maybe not to me
as you you have perceived them
in your own ******* head.

The stange thing is
my left arm is always right
****** my right arm off, for he feels
he is king, as he types most things
and if i have a stroke the left arm goes
true and surreal.

I booked a fab and not cheap restaurant
the starters so succulent
the main course
one you would of though, your mom cooked
the sweet like satin melted in your mouth
left me feeling like I was in heaven
it all seamed to quick
so I order coffee and liquors
still time past to quick
ordered a cheese board
My date picked up cheese on her knife
and said
Get a Wiff of This.

Ex tomorrow for sure.

Outside my window is a tree
must be older than me
for my time on this world
that tree has been always there
yes it's grown
I see birds visit it branches
and come and go, bring up chicks
build things with sticks
and that tree is right outside my window.

You can't judge a book by it's cover
You can't judge a woman her fab legs
You can't judge anybody by the way they swing there hips
You can't judge a person by the way they speak
You can't judge me
and I can't judge you
You can't judge a people by what they choose to do
You can't judge maths by saying it's to hard
You can't judge the man you think you are
You can't judge me for covering up
and I won't judge you.

Preface:  people ask who are you?
well I walk on synthetic grass
and if you past it don't bogard it
and gran do not give me it back with a soggy end.

My bed is made of candy floss
my house is made of cheese
it's light by loades of glow worms
the people next door
think that it's time I move on
there is a door at the front marked truth
and one at the rear marked lises.

Dear Mr Fantersy play me a tune
but stay out of my head
make people see we are one
there is no thing such as colour
and black and white is monochrome
so no colour @ all.


***

Cool Claire comes out at in my night
Cool Claire said she likes my stuff
Cool Claire can find away
Cool Claire can light a passion inside
thank you Cool Claire.

Know as the night
that the wind blows cold
knowing you felt so warm
cold is your heart
let me warm it threw
sunshine help me.

When I feel velvet
it reminds me of your softness
your caress your bliss
for me
I
hope
you feel
that to
that time in the universe
the one
we have both known
you said
I think
you
made my heart stop
as we both smoke
which probably stopped it more
and now
I
have to
just brush velvet
to feel like that again
but it hurts
my soul
now that
you have gone.

Something in side of me
will not let me be
be what I really am
something that whispers inside my head
will not let me be.

In my life
I have found
that love has change me
I have become
a man
like I have have never known
till the day you made my heart ache
and told me you love no more
breaking all I ever had
you could not have hurt me more
if you kicked me in my face
for was it me


I think not!

****.

Everybody want to see what the mirror can show it.

Listen if to night
I can say anything at all
listen to the band of words
sitting here feeling not quite right
*** means nothing
the adventure of orgasam
pales in my day
like a wet fish on the flour
from me moves away towards the door
where my mind can shut it out
but is all that really me
why can I not tell
why can I not feel it?

It's not getting good feeling old
un wanted un sexed
feeling kind of violent
but have nothing to fight about
like your all shutting me out
taking from my ribbon of words
that bring me joy
so **** my band of words
go and mess with your own head
and leave mine be!

The last girl I met
was drunk
did not me feel whole
maybe that's just me
I could see us all with car and lock door
and most off all love
Yes
Like that is me
you know that right P@ul.
I am an surrealist I dribble from my brain
all things of colours
things that you would nt do
and thats why I love you.

people tell me to be like this
what does it even mean
I am just me
yes all the hormones of a male
But I ask
What
What is me
you tell men do not cry
fruck I do
and all the time
for as a man I feel the sorrow of you
Big Time.

What a sight for my eyes
to watch you sleep at night
and the feeling that lay there
within my soul
what a reason for waiting
and dreaming dreams.

seams no one
who will hold my hand
as I fall
as my legs have become old
however my mind is not at all
I am only rich in life
and on a good day
my eyes will see
I am always right
please do not frown
It's true for me
for I am wiser than you
in time it will change
but the past will alway's return to me
for
I am better than me
Better than you.

If I lean this
it is kind of left
by if I lean this this way
so ******* right
so I stand up straight
Queens Gard
.

period space
and
on
to infinity
   .

Full stop.

This is my weekend
and it is comprised of days
much more than yours
and might go on for week's
I have earned my money
so I will get drunk tonight
I should not
for tomorrow I will feel bad
but I do for I never fond another soul to do it with
I think this makes me so surreal
I mean if I was Juesus
you would know
but I am an artist
sober or drunk
I do it what it was
I do anyway well.

People
and that means you
can I ask you why
you feel need to **** why me
I get each and everyday at work
listen if I tell you
you can not go there
do not ask me why
just take it as fact
I know and that should be good enough
for I am your security
and I am saying this to keep you all safe
example
if a person put a gun at your head
ask yourself what would I do
well I am here to stop that happing
so take more pride in what I do each and every day.

Hang my shell
on that there tree
and before you do
let me say this to you
some one said
he knows
he knows nothing
but in nothing he really knows.

Feeling babe
give me time
to make you think
how
I
think
you should
be feeling
give
me
T   i    m   e   in  life
to make you feel
all that I
think is so right
for the way
you should be
T  h  i  n  k  i  n   g .

There is no reason why
there is no light at night
and all we wait for is morning
that will come whit out warning
nothing seams right
everybody is looking back
the world is calling
everybody is looking back
as the wind of change
comes wisperring by
life's here
hang on
don't ever go
I know
no place
in the sun
and all this
will turn your mind
if your mind
blows easy
so sunshine help me
colour pictures
hang on the wall
of things that are in your dreams.

Its takes up your breath
makes your lungs hurt
you feel it in your chest
you can take a breath
but you can leave that outside
it will not burn your lungs
if you you outside
and you are in

Me I am who I am
and you are well you
( this will never be an easy ride).

lets dancing, in a dream of my life
I see her there
swinging her hips
I am singing

Everybody needs a ***** for pillow
by all I have is SMOG.

Has things in his head
one day they will make him dead
as dead as am I writing this
but he is my brother
One day upon a time
remember him drinking milk
from my mother ***
her shoes did not fit
she had corns on her toes
and her feet often hurt
Feel the fire in the harth
softness of the rug.

Hey Man
hope it's not to late
think I see some diamond dogs over there
think I would prefer to travel to Mars
or have my head in the stars
lighting a cigerette taking a drag
play my favourite slot machine
wishing I was on my TVC 15
stay with me Earthling
be a rebel
anybody would think it was 1984
or like pushing up a hill backwards
this has nothing to do with you
My mind is legally crippled
so see black stars
David
I think the train no longer comes.

Take me out
of myself
shell the man
let what is inside fall
then your see the nut
the commander
the curnal
the command
and on a good day
you'll see me.

So what
do you think you are
what makes your mind tick
what your does your mind think
what is is your mind ******* for
not just for dreaming
thats for sure
can you be sure
or has that bubble reach your brain
where it just might burst and **** up your whole day
or has it left it you with words that are all your own
words never to say or to be ever uttered
mind you, some things have to be said
looking for that adventure of you
that is what you will be on
your own.

When I hold you in my arms
and smell your hair
it makes me think of cake
not sure why it does
your skin is seated of rose
this make me think of flowers
not sure why it does
when I kiss your skin
I taste like butter
makes me lick my lips
not sure why it does
When I kiss your lips
I taste grapes
not sure why it does

But when I look in your eyes
I see into your soul
and only that
lets me know who you are
and being man
I do not know why

But woman all this does.

That's what THEY call me at work
but I say
there are rules
do not want to to see
you get your head blown off
so listen lets keep this real

Mrs Jobs Worth
do tell me why I can not go through this door
for it not allowed
I just want to smoke
there is the designated area for that sir
terroism is here now
so shut the **** up
and let me keep you safe
and all this make you
name me
Mr Jobs Worth!

I can be unreal
at times
does not mean
my mind
is not real
does not make me not feel
on the the other hand
does not make my mind clear
to what is right
and what I feel at night
but time mean so much to me
but sometimes I have to
dream the day away
perfect dream
that makes me feel
all that is unreal.