Be on my side
be on your side
be what you are maybe
be yourself
be a super star
be better by you than you really are
be fare
be always true
be something new
and in your dreams
be you.


P@ul.

Something
that
happens
all the time
as I fall
in the univers
of life

But no wait!

No that was just me
hanging on by finger nails
after all time slips away from us all.

Love licking it's lip's
flicks the V's up to me each day.

Being something
that
happens
all
the
time.

This year I spent Christmas in Germany
I would to thank the people
for making me feel so at home
taking away my wows
making me feel whole again.

Never seen a onion cry
so why do I?
each and every time
I cut you so
am I of the mark
or do you make me feel your pain
so I do not do it again
the onion is so hard.

So small
the grain of sand
got there again
and it proceeded to cut up my foot
so small
smiled at me
by all day
would not get lost
and by the end of the day
cut off my toes.

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.

Circling in a plane in the sky
feeling that no sense of the earth
coming to land after the trip to another land
the custom man checks me out
look's me in face
then look through me
with his board blue x-ray eyes
thanks me in words I do not understand
like I landed on mars
so I write this to you all
this is what this poem is doing to you!

Moving across the country
in to the midnight sun
arrived at a party
now some were ******
others still whole
when a man almost a shadow
gave me his card
I said ******* ref
your not going to catch me no
not this
midnight rider.

Standing back from time
let it do itself
and now
none concerned about it

What is the next step
as my energy
lets me pass by it
I am always on the move

Pop with me
into the
the universe of tomorrow.

Fell back in the corner
who's hand do I hold?

I cry at all villance
how do I, know
how you make me cry
It a thing you want
but is it here
A thing I wish
if you, lost my heart
Think I would know how to bring back to
to the people you used to be

And by the way I cry, but the most, on Thursdays.

Held in my arms
even with my arms
folded.

Found holding
was like
a Dream.

And you wonder
why I am surreal
it just, becomes, real.

Love do not hate
we told you all that in the sixties
so get out of your mind.

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P@ul.

Like that is true
I am man
live on mars
head, up here, in the stars
forgive me for all my indecrssions
as, I forgive you, for all yours.

As he paced me on his knee
I asked, well five years old!
Ask him why is your hair and beard like snow
and gess what he said said?

If you lived in the North pole
then would become
all your hair
and in time your beard
so you can hide in the snow
so we can keep this place magical to all.


For here we make the toys
that are yours.

Tick Tock
around the clock
hands keep passing me by
I just care for you
and there's nothing any one can do.

But the flowers
still bloom in winter
under the limited sun
and that is there universe.

Take your seat
sit while I fill it up
with paying customers
come on just two seats left
to turn the handle
will take all my mite
no more fat ones please
how about you two skinny ones
you would like to
I will polish the seat
place your ****
and I will turn the thing like hell
thats lets get the speed up
please do not wave your arms
as your life spins
and passes the places
you would have like to stop at
OK
lets go
Wave them arms
for all you know have become won
with me
not spinning
but in the head of dreams.

Left hand stopped and, I told myself, what is this.
Naver stop doing that beat
for this woman is a lady.

but maybe this
will tell a lot maybe
but then she will go away
and in my dreams will become
wholesome
your more than a wish
just maybe


P@ul.

As you fall hear in the hands of time
down the wormhole of life
turn around
and look at your self
and ask
what did I do for this day to come about
feel your mood
then ask
how do I feel
OK' I surpose

I am OK today
after lifting up my head
as a now grown up.

Love all you can
Love your life
Love the whole truth
Love what you become
Be a Man.

Why do hang on my arm
walk right out with me
people to greet
Why do you make me smile
then complain your feet hurt
you so
What is this ******* ****
you do or don't
get a grip.

Pour me another ***
with lot's of coke
Woman come on dance with me
make me
feel one
do your thing wiggy that buttie about

Now I known how I feel
and want to make love
do you do
feel the same as I do
are there sparks in your head
do you
feel like love

Come on babe tell me no ****
feel the same way as I do!

And if I put fingers in my head
I can pick off the corners with my nails
which kind of makes me round.

When I stop

And look around me!

There's nothing needed.

Brain dain
Hole in the left hand

lets play ball
dreams about
are you a freak show
Lemon headed ball
curv'n
right out nothing at all
We sip lemon tea
you said that you have to ***

Lick, your lick as well
your fingers land on the notes
cooking at the back door
which way to go
Ooooh do that  lick your lip's
stick again
now do that thing with your mouth

As we slip
into December
just wanted to be the first

To be wishing
all yours well
in the new universe
that we
all know so well
is yours and mine
parts different in-between
and that's
all we see different

have h@ppy

LoVe P@ul.

I can feel the dust fall on my toes
only to end up under my nails
but there it attacks my feet
and gets up my nose
some days,
life is not so simple.

What is that, the way to say goodbye
I love your hair on the pillow
I smell you in the air, of my wourld
three sixpencese
past, me past.

the gloss paint after two weeks, has lost it's gloss
taking it back, shipping, it in posting it back
who do you think you are
why should I dream like you do
for I am me
here I am
twisted dreams in my head
like what good are you for me
dreams all your dreams inside time calls me back
to where I began in fact.

Do NOT Disturb.

Blink, blink, light and day hard days night
moving forward.

Come up and see meEEEEZe
O' my lover,
we cango down easzy
But wan't to hold the moment
picture it in my head
who are you,
to say you are the one for me
who are the **** are you
to get inside my mind
catching the next train home
but your pictures
I see again
as if reading of the computer
but there is still a man in a station

But now like new
well newer than before
you got inside of my head yet again
time slides in from the future
of was what before, in time
Time will feel loose
but look at a clock and see time itself
feel it with me about yourself
and back again
the ticking never stops
we all age with the universe
and become age itself
but do not stop
your path you create

surly I have told you this before today.

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.

if I could I would
if I could think of words
if I could touch
if I could that little moment in time
if I could remove it from time
if I could time backwards
if I could sdrawkcab emit
if I could place my finger on my eye
if I could then probably won't.

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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Just joking

P@ul.

In your head, can you become like me
inside your own mind
can you see how I feel
can you dream like me to
can you see all pictures in my head
NO !
why not
have you stopped to feel
be real.
there you go mary jane in my head again.
ask my why I feel
and I will show you God.

Time, time in good time
I will feel better.
Time, time on time
she will cheat on me.
And i will feel real
Time, on time again.
Guess that's just me
In time itself.
or is that time is just me.

My one wish in life
did not come true.

Be a dream
of all things surreal
Dream a Dream of life itself and be
given this **** out back to me
O mary Jane
stop holding me

Remember when we walked on the ceiling
foot print above your head
to which meant everything
you walked all day
in within the sea of black
and printed with your feet all that is now over or head
with your feet
over or head
to rule in the sweet mountain grass
of which now is over our head
please god don't make it rain here
or the pictures will blur
and then only music we will here
come touched.

Today at work was cold
the North wind blows
I can feel it in my bones
then rain licking coldly at my skin
trying to get into my hearth
but my soul Won't let them in
and anyway my mind would turn them down
wind coming from the North.

Mad within my head
Mad with the world
How can people
think to act like that
Just outside I am Just one
but one with you all.

I feel for you
I feel your horror
but be one, with yourself
as we are one with you
you're never alone
never think that
we are red white and blue.

Left my finger prints
all over you
any **** could tell.

Well just being myself
I am P@ulBruesd in life
the arc angels stood in the room
and asked you
what do you think of me
give me all sharing words
feel share your soul
feel me
and you
Before you came on earth
I was happy
but now just time.

But dreams in her head
that others know about
but you can contact me
I am an empty cell
call me out
feel no rub
just feel time itself
I see angels in time itself
my wings fold up.

Twisted in in the corners
them curling up
painting pictures in my mind
Warped within the fabric of time
there found you shining not unlike
a guitar who's music
I do not understand
every love and understanding
what are you about
I am just this man
here within my head
From there to now.

In the white room
of life it's self
stop showing me colours
blue I am not
if anything I am up.

I might blow away
like a kite
hold me down
hang on
to my ******* legs
hold me
play with my soul
be here tonight
Storm warning
this might not work out right
Hold me
Hold me through the night
pull my legs down
and be with me
in this rocking night
feel my soul
And woman be with me.