Leaning on a wall
feel a little like a Banksi
lighting a cigerette
with my painted hands
stranger pass me by
will life never
leave me alone
think i will
go home
and lean on my head
seams the best thing to do.

Dear Mother
This very morning you did ask
When will you and your bother
sort out those squirrels in the loft?
kept me awake last night!

Dear Mother
Those squirrels me and my brother do never hear!
It is only you and by the way your nearly deaf
and those squirrels are all in the attic of your very own head.

Love P@ul.

SKip
stop skipping at all
for his heart was no longer in it
at that SKip Hopped.

Space is a limit
once your
out into the air
feel the earth pull your body down
here we live on this solid ground
here we move around
mess with each others heads
planted seeds in the ground
grow stuff
then when dreams came around
and we want to get up
far beyond
the politicians
tell us
that is to expensive
lets instead rebuild this bank

f  u  c  k        O     F      F

don't tell me how to think
I'am  better off on my own
and my mind is in outer space.

Working on Crufts
walking about
doing traffic crossings

God smiled on us
and the sun came out
I can tell you man

never seen
such a lot of hot dogs
walked by there *******.

Come on people
lets cellabrate the rainy days
read on here
and you will see I am not wrong
on sunny days
we all smile as the radiation burns our skin
growing cancers deep within
we all smile
and say what a beautiful day
be sure we have it all wrong
but when it rains
protected by the clouds
we all look gloomy and for cover do run
so next time
you looking for a holiday
pick a place where it always rains
and I will see you all in Wales.

You don't say that it was.

One of them days
where I find no reality
and into a rabbit hole may fall
ending up by a hut, down by the sea front
listening to the words
that the waves say to me
Hussssssssssh.

The first thing she has notice
is that no blue blood has been in first class
and shoes pinch
but she smiles as she gives out the drinks
and avoids the hands of those
that try to slip between hose
as they think
it is there right to.

Dip
did
just that
for dip was down
not up.

It is hard being a man
living in this garbadge pail
I live with thirteen dead cat
and two dead rats
my living goes beyond
anything people would call normal

I carn't stand it any more
I carn't stand it any more, more
It's just not normal

I got so much time
that some of it I keep on a shelf
for later.

Oh what a

beautiful girl you are

are you the one for me?


the way you blink

the way you think

it makes me think

but most of all,

of loving you,

are you the

one for me.

Your caring eyes

soft and gentle thighs

surrounding me like a moth

around a flame.



Falling in love again but what am I to do if I can’t help it.

JUST SO LIKE BEER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!­!!!!!!!!!

Dip's
heart sank
well dipped de do
Rise was lifted right up
and people seemed like ants.

When I move the world time moves with me
and time moves on
but that does not mean **** to a ****
to anybody else but me
what have you seen in this human gene
that does not mean **** to a ****
to anybody else but me
but my sun
will rise
and
with mine
these two hands
with form these words of mine.

All to soon
in a land of dreams
we grow like a tree
running through street
to a city edge
fine a path to walk through
come to a canals edge
pick up the winds of time
move to a distant shore
of sand of gold
lay on a beach
get a sore head
feel dizzy for the rest of the day
and at night rub on cream
as our skins give off
a strange green glow
feel hot
even thought we are not
if you dream this tonight
write me
on a postcard
state'in wish
you where here
instead of me
no I don't.

drifting to places of the heart
echo like you remember in your past
of love and all the softer things
but just behind the shadows fall into dust
and at
you wake up.

YES
this could be the first cARD
and no credit involved
just a card
of a tin solider
called John
who's legs made of lead
one night did melt
on that night on the christmas tree
just came right off
did Johny fall over
no not that night
so John hangs
on my tree with joy
for he is only one legged footballer I know.

My brain thinks a lot.

Thinks a lot of things.

Even those things, that I am not.

Am I unhappy?

See there it goes.

Telling me I am not.

I so love my brain.

It's a long way
from here to where I can find
sunshines
my drugs make me so cold all the time
and top of it today the rain falls
it's my summer
not looking forward to winter at all
walking around in foggy mist
wipe it all from my eyes
make me happy make me feel my own warmth

make me feel again
what I am
what I was
make me feel tomorrow.

If he been
my other hand
not sure why we call him
lefty anyway?
but I sure he was not right
he was the fingers
any safe break
well any note at all
he could make.

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?

Take me up
pour me another drink of ***
or I will pour my own
for I am man
called P@ul
just fill that head up
or I will do it on my own
so I rock the blues away.

Take me up the tree of life
remember I have no head for heights
though a spaceman I would be
called P@ul
woman do not
try to fill my head up with that family ****
done all that even wear the T-shirt.

Take me up
do not bring me down

Thanks
Man called P@ul.

It's hard to live life out here
most things out of bounds
fingers glowing in cyber space
typing things down
that I really mean nothing, at all
for all, to be seen
and should have kept in my own mind
none of which mean a thing to anyone nor me
there's no atmosphere
to help me breath
there is no gravity
nothing to help keep me tied down
or to keep my feet on the ground
just drifting things in my head,
just drifting in a sea of that which
is no more than my own mind
and deep feeling in my head
all by this tomorrow my mind will forget
so my advice
is keep cyberspace
inside your own head
and leave my cyberspace alone

LoVe  P@ul.