Does my *** look big in this?
Darling it does!

Lump twitch
as the witch sat
but killed her.

Brink stood on the edge
Move just one foot
Then you fall off
Moved by indifference
His toe twitched
His body twitched

Yes just one foot off
That was when he knew

Decide between good and bad.

Floating on moonlight.
With my head on your knee.
But once again baby, I am thinking about me.
But you have to admit babe.
You are thinking about you.

THE DAY PINK
felt small, with other people in the room
is the day PINK died.

Paul  :-)

at all sat
for he felt he might fall
at all sat on a mat
and lent against the wall
the wall became jelly
at all bega
then fell.

We are but monkey's
With grow up toy's
Typing word's
With our mind's.

Down in a flood
   When I let my mind go
      Now you can not move me
          From what I say just now
                                                         See I down in a flood
                                        Sometimes it is like opening a can of worms
                                                     words feel like my brother
                                                         ­                               words in a flow
                                                            ­                                opening shapes in my mind
                                                            ­                                    Just another flow of words
                                                           ­                                         long into a sleepless night

                                                          ­      Down in a flood.

When blink, blinks
all he see's black
blink sat back
breathe deeply
charm down
then purple came into town

purple as always
put some kind of show on
pink just sat back making some kind of comment in his head
then purple came in like the only man in town
rested his armpit on the bar

then all hell went down
with all this testoron this night in town
all ended up with a fight
blink blinked alright
then that bar was gone.

His eye on the moon.
Blow you mind he thought.
Where do I, think this one out.

And in the deep blue of the mind thourtcuss.
he sat down, then felt hungrey.
Sat, opened his bag.

Just as that happenmost.
The fly, happened.
Hungreymost for what it could find.

Swipe, swipe, went the hand.
And ******* in the mind.
He killed the fly.
But the fly survive, and lived anothereday.

Dear, Dear Mother
                                You know
                                you mean the world to me
but dear mother
                                why do you do it
                                          go in to the toilet in the dark
                                                            ­and when i go and put the light on
i find you sitting there
                          knickers around your knees
                                          mother i am 58
                                                              ­ that is not a good image to me
Dear Dear Mother.

Dreams are like cosmic dust.
And God plays marbelles.

What happened to the shoe the plimsoll.
Not seen now?

One cold and snowy morning.

I asked my MIND.
Who asked BODY.

How do you find yourself today?

So BODY asked?

I opened my EYE’S and there I was.

MIND grumbled.
Then. TUMMY rumbled.
HAND pulled back the bed sheets.
LEGS fell on the floor.
BACK sat up.
HEAD span, then no more.
EYE’S blinked, then again.

MIND asked, how do WE feel today?

At this KNEES straighten up.
BALANCE said I am not ready for this.
**** sat back down.
And MIND, now using EYE’S.

Waved HAND, over EYE’S.

At this MIND provoked KNEES to stand once more
HAND grabbed at the door.
LEGS said are we walking?

**** said yes I can feel you moving.

Then BODY started to fall.
ARM said ouch!
Then HIP gave us pain.

BODY said to MIND.
Please don’t do that again.

to day stay with me mom
for I have them grey blues
the ones inside my head
that seam like they do want to go to bed
yes mom I have the grey's
and in this grey haze
what is a poor boy to do.

Once upon a time there was a pink castle, made of the strongest bricks,
only know, to the blue.
Harder than steel, yet so softy soft they almost caressed you,
there princess pink, lay in her bed, made of soft mushrooms,
that gave off a sent for her head.
With a pillar of green moss, that seamed to sing you.
And makes you feel like dreaming, of other things, not important to you.
Princess Pink awoke, this day, only to dream of the one she did see.
His name was purple, a strong fine man, with beaten sword by his side,
He was the one she had spied on, he was the one.

my imagination has to much to say
when the chill of the night meets the sweat of the day
then i have to hang on
to my emotions
when that small voice in my head
has to much to say
then I let go of my emotions.

Up Sat.
              Down.
                         Down on the ground.
                                       As far down as he could get.

Back.
           Came forward infront of behind.
                                       Asking Up,        why are you so down?

Up just sat, and began to cry.

Infront.
               Push... Back behind, with a cry.
                                       Can you not see,    that Up is not himself today.

Something butted in front behind, something.
                                        Saying come on Up.

                  Just get Up then everything will be alright and clear.

Clear plain as day!

                  Said hay leave me out of this!
                                         Do you all not known this is just, Up's mixed up day?

By the dimming of the light.
Brings my night of loving.

There was moon light and laughter
that danced on the wind.

For I just farted

A lot of
things can
happen, when you
walk down, your street,
with the people you see, and greet.
Mrs Love from number 22,
smiled towards me.
I put my head down,
and continued to walk on, eyes on the ground.
Not all people, to greet.

Mr Woodward gave me wave,
I waved back, in a sort of quick way,
then proceeded on my way.

Miss Layton caught my eye,
and would not give it back,
so I stopped for chat,
made sure there would be none of that.

Got to the florists,
sniff a few flowers,
then went back to sleep.

A lot of
things can
happen, when you
walk down your street.

Think this might be on going in my mind!!!

Skip skipped
then all at once
fell over himself
pratt.

Well christmas is over
and after drinking  a sea made
of bacardi and coke
my stommarch heaves
from to much cold turkey
making my head spin
making me heave
wish you were here
instead of me
but as i press my hand over my mouth
I would like to wish to you all
your god bless, and happy new year, and thank you all dear friends
for all this last year just being you
see you all next year
from me to
Love and regards your very surreal Paul  ***

wake up early in the morning
got to make money for the rent
felt like i can feel the day burning me
and nobody try s to stop me
woke today then at lest
you can be free
from all heaven sent task that is sent to thee
be all you can
so you can be free.