We sip this tea
all the way from China
in the china cups
that see more dust than use
yet you get them out for me
high tea with mother was something else
and thats what I miss the most
now your dead and gone
unless you believe in ghosts
ghosts exist only in the mind
and mother thats what’s makes me
miss you most
your ghost exists for me
but those china cups
made the tea taste like nectar
and I miss you mother
thats why a tear
from my eye
slips down ward.

We all remember the burt's  and Penny's
all those we never have names for
whom made our lives never the same
schoolish pranks
for fun, and to make them look good
well burt you should have seen me smile that night
as I ****** you wife
e.mail me if you want the other ear ring
and Penny, who knew you are gay
I will buy the videos

Now I feel better.

Mans
only
got
one
finger
on his twenty century hand
and it points at
ME
and all that I be.



No
Place
to go
so where does the man go
when love leaves?






Into
the sands of time
blowing off the dust
or man rust
that there lay.







One with without trust of common man F * * King  stop.

Working
protecting
the halls with there exihibiters within
public come and go
rain drops falling
todays suns warm glow
fighting the polotics of the venue
staff come and go

But tommorow I am off.

And yes if you see me on line
I am just writing my words
this is created here
for mainly me and you
I want is hear from you, if you, think you can, please tell me

What you think?
did it make you feel?
did it make you creative enouf to make words of your own?

You will fine me here, or down at the arched
not that I any good at games
Please do ask
if you ever have a question
or neather of will know the answer there to made.

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!

Or is that
just something
that is within
the human head
that,s none stop
drip, drip, dripping
or do taps
just do drips like that
to do our ****** heads in
glad to say
now
my taps do not drip at all
for I called the plumb in
but now have to get me
a new wife
why do taps drip?

For me it works
every time.
blink slow
not in real time.

Three men go in
to a to get their own new born kids
English Pakistani and Walsh.

English goose in as it his right
comes out with a Pakistani child.

The Pakistani objects
the english man said
yes but one of those two in there is Welsh.

Sinai sat on the stone
combing her hair
un aware of
of what was happening to her
as the door
that appeared behind her
swung open
into a another universe
she must have felt its heat
But no
Sinai combed on
at this point like me
your shouting out

LO O K  B E Hind YOU!

But NO!
not a poem like that
instead
out of the doorway
stood out
the mad axa man of her dreams
and with a pear of scissors
cut of all her spilt ends.

Brain so active though
and my skin turning brown
going red at first
like an autumn leaf
going brown
and falling off my tree
dead skin shoulders
scurfin around
I shrug my shoulders
the new leaves fall
maybe I will get a sun tan this week
the brain wants to sleep though
maybe next week
For I have to work
the sun nice.

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.

She reads at night of the story of it all
before it happens
but written down
in the ethos of all
a feeling of heat a
hand burned here
sat back watching a film
they said things over there
she  did  not   hear
fly me on my way
home
@

@

$$$$$      That s   it       $$$$$
$$$          hold           $$$
my hand
I will be your lover
I can't feel nor see what I am
Or what I might be, so take me home
Make me your lover hold me tight
I will think more tomorrow.
$$$$$$$$$
$$$$$$
$$$
$

Daisy is a fab girl
she knows
I love her very much
she has the best sense of humor
always hanging out
and she drinks too much
brought her some pink flowers
after we stop at the bar one day
we both drank *****
through a straw
and not enough lemonade
you could say we got ******
I took her home
Daisy, you have to look after
especially in that short Pink dress
the area where she lives not being so good though
was not long before we meet
a gang of kids on the street
she said run away
and Dasiy ran off over the graveyard
now these kids I know
they work at local Bank
Pink petals flying this way and that
as she ran
the occasional glimps of white pants
and did I say
Dasiy was a big girl
which made think Elephants.

Sorry, Dasiy.

I am a bank without cash
I am a ****** without the speed
I am science without knowledge
I am just me.

I remember while fishing with my dad Thinking!
and as I swam back to the shore!
My dad does not like me very much!

My dad worked on school crossings
Form which he got the sack
for stealing
I did not believe it
But all the signs where there!

My dad took me to play golf
and as I swam back to the shore!
I remember thinking!
My dad does not like me very much!

Dear Dr. Pepper
I love you in my mouth
your taste so sweet
but not up my nose
so don't come back on me.


Regards  P@ul.

Have you ever
woken up with a twitch in your eye
no matter what you do
it persists and stay's on the blink.

Now paul enbolleded in all was not what it was
but they flew off and gave new tales
of the cold and all that was around
and had deep thoughtcause in this
as the sunrises in the early morny
the thoughtcasue become clear
thank god I am just Stonned.

In this short time
you have know me
and tonight you are like heaven sent
we have danced our words
I am sorry
the my poem
Surreal Headache <---( look it up all )
and all the words that have gone as you say viral
within you head and mine to
have not men't much to you at all
lets just start again
without ever body else
Hi my name
why it is Paul
your turn *****.

If I was spaceman it would mean
I have more space of my own
If I was rich
I have more money to make me
richer than I ever known
If I had more time
I have more time to forget her
If I was.

Am I standing to close?

See I only do it, so I can smell your scent
you say your not wearing any, O you are
can I stand right here?
I do not want to be in your space
I just need the intoxincation see
OK no closer.

Your words
do you mind
if I take them in my mind
and make of them what I will
does it bother you
I f      I     S T A N D   here, right here.

I need a restart
press my buttons
kick my heart
put the life blood back
for I have a universe to be in
so press restart.

By inventing is balancing on the edge
of madness and all that is surreal
when I was kid
I had rockets in my eyes
and like landing on the moon
seamed quite mad
and could never happen
and yet it has
and maybe more
who would have thought
a computer and phone
could be seamlessly placed in pocket
of ones designer jeans
and yet look at any girls ****,
**** for americans
and so Woman and Man
are making this world tomorrows world

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.

Have a ****
bathroom wash your face
pull your socks on
look for a clean shirt
pull your tie up to the neck
go out catch the bus
never on time
upstairs sit slip into a land which is yours
head to start work
grettings have begain
wake up and be the star you are.

Never sit on a train
with two slices of lemon
on your head
for one
those lemons
don't go with your two blue eyes
and two
they burn like hell
three
you have to explain
to those whom have been watching you
your not man
just excentric
flutter your saw eyes
which you regert now
ether that
or stand up and take a bow.

It's the way
when you walked into the room
It's the way
the musicians become good sound all around
It's the way
I seam good in all I say
It's the way
I become to love you
but Mary Jane
now you mess with my brain
I don't known why
which way is upside down
and which way is right
It's the way
You know I will come back to
It's the way
the way when I need you
It's the way
you leave me alone all night
It's the way
when least expected
It's the way
There you are again and I can not break free
It's the way
Mary Jane there you are again.

You, me and yesturday
sometimes I don't where I am
yesturday still hurting me
not knowing where I am
you had your fun
played the man and drove me whiled
and now I don't know where I am
not sure what day it is
or if I am a man.