"begone foul demons of the air
fly away and begone", said he.
flapping, flipping, snapping
at those pesky summer flies.
so he bought himself a flyswatter.
swat, swat, swat, swat.
now the kitchen it littered,
with dead insect carcasses.
yuck.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
the bright yellow sign
it was around two in the morning
i was exhausted and sweaty
i had six dollars in change
and i pulled into the waffle
the bright yellow sign drew me...
as i walked in, i smelt it
that wonderful smell of grease
and flour and teenagers smoking
it was around two in the morning
the bright yellow sign drew me...
i sat down, and the table is sticky
with the syrup of the last customer
there's nick. i order the usual
and start with a bacon sandwich.
that bright yellow sign threw me...
plate after plate, bowl after bowl.
i really think i'm done here
but i can't stand up just yet
i'm not ready for it just yet
that bright yellow sign threw me...
it was around three in the morning
as i staggered out the door
on the way to my car, grabbing a paper
and i think that this time i'm content
that the bright yellow sign was right...
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
i was exhausted and sweaty
i had six dollars in change
and i pulled into the waffle
the bright yellow sign drew me...
as i walked in, i smelt it
that wonderful smell of grease
and flour and teenagers smoking
it was around two in the morning
the bright yellow sign drew me...
i sat down, and the table is sticky
with the syrup of the last customer
there's nick. i order the usual
and start with a bacon sandwich.
that bright yellow sign threw me...
plate after plate, bowl after bowl.
i really think i'm done here
but i can't stand up just yet
i'm not ready for it just yet
that bright yellow sign threw me...
it was around three in the morning
as i staggered out the door
on the way to my car, grabbing a paper
and i think that this time i'm content
that the bright yellow sign was right...
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Contempt
I've traveled the world, talked to God most high
Seen what to see, enough for two lives
Don't what there was, then I did it again
Had a life full of goodness and a life life full of sin
I've had all there is, but what I couldn't find
Was someone to be there for the rest of my life
All that I needed but not what I want
I saw her pleading, her cold was now hot
She was the tool belt and I was the tool
She fucked me over and made me the fool
Needing a man for a reason or three
My love cost my life not even sex was for free
So I am here broken, pissed off and alone
You though that you owned me, set pick for the zone
But I'm not the liar, that job is all you
I still know what I want, only you are confused
You didn't want me, you just needed a man
To fit into your cage, like some master plan
But now I am free girl, unchained by your claws
You held me the hostage, put up marshal laws
You said it was money, you said I was bad
So why do your children still call me their dad
Your walking towards hell, I'm walking towards life
I'll travel the world, talk to God most high
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Seen what to see, enough for two lives
Don't what there was, then I did it again
Had a life full of goodness and a life life full of sin
I've had all there is, but what I couldn't find
Was someone to be there for the rest of my life
All that I needed but not what I want
I saw her pleading, her cold was now hot
She was the tool belt and I was the tool
She fucked me over and made me the fool
Needing a man for a reason or three
My love cost my life not even sex was for free
So I am here broken, pissed off and alone
You though that you owned me, set pick for the zone
But I'm not the liar, that job is all you
I still know what I want, only you are confused
You didn't want me, you just needed a man
To fit into your cage, like some master plan
But now I am free girl, unchained by your claws
You held me the hostage, put up marshal laws
You said it was money, you said I was bad
So why do your children still call me their dad
Your walking towards hell, I'm walking towards life
I'll travel the world, talk to God most high
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
horace the significant
i am not a winner, nor shall i ever be
i am not a survivor, and do not pretend
i am a coward and a loser, and care not at all
i am nothing, hear nothing, and become less
i do not matter, i am forgotten, and alone
i do nothing right, and my trials overtake me
i do not hear, speak, see or live correctly
i do not know if i will ever be happy again
i am not a person, i am only a lousy number
i am not alive, i breathe and eat and sleep
i am not here to be loved, only cheated and used
i am not significant, and my name is horace
you are a winner, and you will be much more
you are a survivor, and i can see you are honest
you are a fighter, a winner, and quite compassionate
you are worth it, you listen, and help those around you
you are important, i know you and come to you
you succeed, and never let life get you down
you are listening, you counsel and live accordingly
you are on your way to becoming the best you can be
you are valuable, i know your face by heart
you are alive, intimate and full of life and laughter
you are always loved by me, i will die for you
you are significant, and your name is cherished
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
i am not a survivor, and do not pretend
i am a coward and a loser, and care not at all
i am nothing, hear nothing, and become less
i do not matter, i am forgotten, and alone
i do nothing right, and my trials overtake me
i do not hear, speak, see or live correctly
i do not know if i will ever be happy again
i am not a person, i am only a lousy number
i am not alive, i breathe and eat and sleep
i am not here to be loved, only cheated and used
i am not significant, and my name is horace
you are a winner, and you will be much more
you are a survivor, and i can see you are honest
you are a fighter, a winner, and quite compassionate
you are worth it, you listen, and help those around you
you are important, i know you and come to you
you succeed, and never let life get you down
you are listening, you counsel and live accordingly
you are on your way to becoming the best you can be
you are valuable, i know your face by heart
you are alive, intimate and full of life and laughter
you are always loved by me, i will die for you
you are significant, and your name is cherished
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
F6
I'm hungry
I'm dying
I'm crying
I'm panting
I'm thirsting
I'm trying
I'm salivating
I'm urinating
I'm trying to
beat someone
at a "DOOM"
deathmatch
and
I'm losing
F6 is my
secret wad weapon
atomic death
in rare form
die!
die!
die!
bwah hah haha...
Written in 1996
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
I'm dying
I'm crying
I'm panting
I'm thirsting
I'm trying
I'm salivating
I'm urinating
I'm trying to
beat someone
at a "DOOM"
deathmatch
and
I'm losing
F6 is my
secret wad weapon
atomic death
in rare form
die!
die!
die!
bwah hah haha...
Written in 1996
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Little Itty
Little Itty
Bitty Cat
Why oh why
did you pee on my hat?
Why wrestle shoestrings
Why eat the trash
You make me nervous
with your tiny claws
You frolic and wander
to seek and destroy
Itching and Scratching
My childrens toys
Question and wonder
Meow, plead and beg
If you don't cut it out...
I'll... ouch, dammit!
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Bitty Cat
Why oh why
did you pee on my hat?
Why wrestle shoestrings
Why eat the trash
You make me nervous
with your tiny claws
You frolic and wander
to seek and destroy
Itching and Scratching
My childrens toys
Question and wonder
Meow, plead and beg
If you don't cut it out...
I'll... ouch, dammit!
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Fuel
Anger buried still smolders
Anger choked will explode
Anger kindled will burn
Burning into the ashes of forgiveness
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Anger choked will explode
Anger kindled will burn
Burning into the ashes of forgiveness
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
myself on asian literacy
the dewy decimal system is at work in books that are in alpha-numerical order according to prefix and author and little ladies sitting behind old wooden desks with glasses on the end of their nose so do i feel a sense of history or just a minor attack of claustrophobia perhaps it is the old card system being replaced with the computer terminals or maybe it is the cd and video tape section that you can check out now i checked out a mandarin chinese audio teaching lesson once and copied it so i could learn all about how to speak the language but then i never got around to learning anything so i just ended up taking them back and checking out something else but even then i never have used them oh well i tell myself ill use it someday soon like perhaps when i go to china but ive heard stories about china like every book and especially each bible that is printed up has to be approved by the government and if its not then a prison term could follow do you know what ive heard about china as well is that in some parts of the country they dont have libraries and do you know what i think i said to myself i think ill have to pray about that
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Love is blinded
Try and stop, be my guide
Win some lose some, kiss the bride
I believe you, let me go
Kissers killers, eat the snow
There's a dichotomy I feel with you
If you take my hand I'll be yours true
Lessons take me all the while
If I listen closely I just might smile
You will be my bride Frankenstein
With my pretty white dress, you'll be mine
You will be my bride Frankenstein
With my pretty white dress, love is blind
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Win some lose some, kiss the bride
I believe you, let me go
Kissers killers, eat the snow
There's a dichotomy I feel with you
If you take my hand I'll be yours true
Lessons take me all the while
If I listen closely I just might smile
You will be my bride Frankenstein
With my pretty white dress, you'll be mine
You will be my bride Frankenstein
With my pretty white dress, love is blind
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Hater
The Hater and the Hated
The User and the Used
How many times and times
Must you be abused?
You push yourself to torment
She pushes you to choose
But give in or walk away
You lose, you lose, you lose.
You smother her in comfort
You smother her in touch
She doesn't want it buddy
She hates you for your love
Just walk away my friend
Don't push the solid wall
She's hurt and she will bite
You'll be punished in it all.
The manipulator she is
She punches every button
But walk away every time
She will call you in distress.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
The User and the Used
How many times and times
Must you be abused?
You push yourself to torment
She pushes you to choose
But give in or walk away
You lose, you lose, you lose.
You smother her in comfort
You smother her in touch
She doesn't want it buddy
She hates you for your love
Just walk away my friend
Don't push the solid wall
She's hurt and she will bite
You'll be punished in it all.
The manipulator she is
She punches every button
But walk away every time
She will call you in distress.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
kaylee
keep on trying
without dying
make it true
don't delay
try and live
within your head
create in there
a friend: true
skip your fears
face your foes
and always think
you are the best
keep on believing
don't forget
who you are
regret nothing
forget nothing
forgive, forgive, forgive
soon you'll find
just what you need
and life will smell
like fresh cut roses
but it will still
look like thorns
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
without dying
make it true
don't delay
try and live
within your head
create in there
a friend: true
skip your fears
face your foes
and always think
you are the best
keep on believing
don't forget
who you are
regret nothing
forget nothing
forgive, forgive, forgive
soon you'll find
just what you need
and life will smell
like fresh cut roses
but it will still
look like thorns
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
inexplicable
sex with you
is something special
sex with you
is very nice
i didn't know that
we had problems
until
last night
so i will try
and
comprehend it
i will
come and tackle you
i will drive you
wild with pleasure
and
make you cry
have some faith
and
have some patience
let me warm up
to this life
sex to me is
something new
and i want to
get it right.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
is something special
sex with you
is very nice
i didn't know that
we had problems
until
last night
so i will try
and
comprehend it
i will
come and tackle you
i will drive you
wild with pleasure
and
make you cry
have some faith
and
have some patience
let me warm up
to this life
sex to me is
something new
and i want to
get it right.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Fifth Pillar
(Inspired by Sun Tzu)
A table needs but four legs.
Any less and it becomes unstable.
Add another and it is always askew.
The fifth pillar need not be strong.
Only angled and similar to the rest.
At any place under the table place it.
Now your shift begins. Now you see.
Any longer and you move balance away.
Any shorter and the illusion of reliability
It is only there to ruin. The terrible pillar.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
A table needs but four legs.
Any less and it becomes unstable.
Add another and it is always askew.
The fifth pillar need not be strong.
Only angled and similar to the rest.
At any place under the table place it.
Now your shift begins. Now you see.
Any longer and you move balance away.
Any shorter and the illusion of reliability
It is only there to ruin. The terrible pillar.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
stop means stop
he held her down
pillow wet, lights off
gripping and yelling
she wanted him off
she wanted to die
anything but this
not here, not now
oh God, save me
he hits her hard
pulls off her skirt
there is no escape
stop she says
he hits her again
stop she begs
stop means stop
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
pillow wet, lights off
gripping and yelling
she wanted him off
she wanted to die
anything but this
not here, not now
oh God, save me
he hits her hard
pulls off her skirt
there is no escape
stop she says
he hits her again
stop she begs
stop means stop
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
the flower and the child
--for my amanda--
come walking in and love
come walking in
eyes and ears open to life
and universes collide in respite
with discretion and respite
sharp nosed talons of hatred
come walking in
scent and laughter wither them
with discretion and flowers
laughter sees immediately
the eyes and ears open to life
and flowers and children are common
in your wonderful kind of love
you told me i'm kind...
kind of what???
kind of scared
the kind that listens to you
and sighs with lostness
lost in your flabbergasting hope
lost in the immense joy of your smile
forever gone when you call me...
call me what???
call me sexy
copyright 2003 by pauly hart
come walking in and love
come walking in
eyes and ears open to life
and universes collide in respite
with discretion and respite
sharp nosed talons of hatred
come walking in
scent and laughter wither them
with discretion and flowers
laughter sees immediately
the eyes and ears open to life
and flowers and children are common
in your wonderful kind of love
you told me i'm kind...
kind of what???
kind of scared
the kind that listens to you
and sighs with lostness
lost in your flabbergasting hope
lost in the immense joy of your smile
forever gone when you call me...
call me what???
call me sexy
copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Lafayette
I guess I'm stuck in Lafayette once again.
It seems like it has become a welcome friend.
I tried to leave here once with my closest friend.
But I'm stuck in Lafayette once again.
It was the first time that I met her.
She was blonde haired, freckled, tall..
Pronouncing truth just like an angel.
A Latte' dream flown in for fall.
I said: "Howdy, how ya doin?"
She said: "Fine there, How 'bout you?"
I said: "Great, I like your scar."
And she turned red from head to shoe.
Now we're northbound for St. Paul,
In the beat up Volkswagen.
'Till we broke down on the highway.
You can tell we're on the ball.
We called help, it wasn't coming.
Just our luck, it started raining.
Now the van is just a lifeboat,
And we're stuck in Lafayette.
I guess we're stuck in Lafayette once again.
It seems like pain has become our closest friend.
We tried to leave here once with nothing but a grin.
Getting stuck in Lafayette over again.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
It seems like it has become a welcome friend.
I tried to leave here once with my closest friend.
But I'm stuck in Lafayette once again.
It was the first time that I met her.
She was blonde haired, freckled, tall..
Pronouncing truth just like an angel.
A Latte' dream flown in for fall.
I said: "Howdy, how ya doin?"
She said: "Fine there, How 'bout you?"
I said: "Great, I like your scar."
And she turned red from head to shoe.
Now we're northbound for St. Paul,
In the beat up Volkswagen.
'Till we broke down on the highway.
You can tell we're on the ball.
We called help, it wasn't coming.
Just our luck, it started raining.
Now the van is just a lifeboat,
And we're stuck in Lafayette.
I guess we're stuck in Lafayette once again.
It seems like pain has become our closest friend.
We tried to leave here once with nothing but a grin.
Getting stuck in Lafayette over again.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Poison Ivy
As the scream of terror wracks my convulsing body, I suddenly realize that all my efforts have been in vain to find the quiet resting spot of glory. I find that no matter how hard I try, I can never overcome the wanton disabilities of my writhing soul. I can never shake these diseased limbs to life. As I mop the chilly sweat from my brow, I realize my wrong.
Poison Ivy.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Poison Ivy.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Childhood
A flower died
- I cried
I remember tricycles
- Spinning
They came and went
- And I sat
I wanted a friend
- Just one
But no one ever came
- For me
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
- I cried
I remember tricycles
- Spinning
They came and went
- And I sat
I wanted a friend
- Just one
But no one ever came
- For me
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Tragedy on Kankakee
there i was on the river
tragedy and midgets
that's all i remember
fernando was trapped under
that damned log again
except this time...
we couldn't get him out
mike was accusing everyone
of killing the poor bastard
but as james informed me
shit happens everyday
and midgets die
just like the rest of us.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
tragedy and midgets
that's all i remember
fernando was trapped under
that damned log again
except this time...
we couldn't get him out
mike was accusing everyone
of killing the poor bastard
but as james informed me
shit happens everyday
and midgets die
just like the rest of us.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
I'm 53
I'm fifty-three and scared,
remembering Vietnam.
I know that's where they took me,
to the concentration camp.
My birthday is on Tuesday,
just like it was back then.
I look back and remember.
that Charlie didn't care.
I was twenty-three and scared,
remembering back home.
My Father was the preacher,
of a small town Baptist church.
He told me life was precious,
He said: "Hang on to God.".
He preached that when things got bad,
God would take your hand.
I'm fifty-three and scared,
but God still lives in me.
That is what saved my soul,
when I was twenty-three.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
remembering Vietnam.
I know that's where they took me,
to the concentration camp.
My birthday is on Tuesday,
just like it was back then.
I look back and remember.
that Charlie didn't care.
I was twenty-three and scared,
remembering back home.
My Father was the preacher,
of a small town Baptist church.
He told me life was precious,
He said: "Hang on to God.".
He preached that when things got bad,
God would take your hand.
I'm fifty-three and scared,
but God still lives in me.
That is what saved my soul,
when I was twenty-three.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Little Girl
You are a little girl
shrouded in beauty
enwrapped in mystery
yet you love me
because i am nice
i don't understand
why you care so much
for a little boy like me
when you have all yourself
to worry about everyday
You are alluring
A countess
A mysterious charmer
that vexes my heart bare
I am nothing you need
I am small and impure
I will hurt you
If you come too close
Yet you smile
and wiggle your toes
when i make you laugh
with my stories
Why do you love me
little girl?
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
shrouded in beauty
enwrapped in mystery
yet you love me
because i am nice
i don't understand
why you care so much
for a little boy like me
when you have all yourself
to worry about everyday
You are alluring
A countess
A mysterious charmer
that vexes my heart bare
I am nothing you need
I am small and impure
I will hurt you
If you come too close
Yet you smile
and wiggle your toes
when i make you laugh
with my stories
Why do you love me
little girl?
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Door
The things that you say to me
I have heard many times before
From countless lovers girl
As they're walking out the door
But I know there's a difference
Between my love and yours
Your love is the ocean
And I am the moon
I said your love is the ocean
And I am - the moon
The unfathomable chasm
From your heart to your mind
Cannot begin to love me
Cannot begin to find
That there is a vast difference
Between my love and yours
For Your love is the ocean
And I am the moon
I said your love is the ocean
And I am - the moon
I walked, I have seen
I talked, believed
In something like you
I have seen someone like you
Oh just like you
In my dreams
The things that you say to me
I have heard many times before
From countless lovers girl
As they're walking out the door
But I know there's a difference
Between my love and yours
Your love is the ocean
And I am the moon
I said your love is the ocean
And I am - the moon
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
I have heard many times before
From countless lovers girl
As they're walking out the door
But I know there's a difference
Between my love and yours
Your love is the ocean
And I am the moon
I said your love is the ocean
And I am - the moon
The unfathomable chasm
From your heart to your mind
Cannot begin to love me
Cannot begin to find
That there is a vast difference
Between my love and yours
For Your love is the ocean
And I am the moon
I said your love is the ocean
And I am - the moon
I walked, I have seen
I talked, believed
In something like you
I have seen someone like you
Oh just like you
In my dreams
The things that you say to me
I have heard many times before
From countless lovers girl
As they're walking out the door
But I know there's a difference
Between my love and yours
Your love is the ocean
And I am the moon
I said your love is the ocean
And I am - the moon
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
It's ok
I feel hated, I feel used, I am angry, I am abused
It's ok, this feeling that's deep down inside
It's my anger that's reaching inside of my life
I feel cheated, abandoned, circling unlanded
I am fine in here, but not with her
It's my anger prickling like an angry cur
I feel disjointed, unloved from below to above
It's alright to be angry, I duly confess
I feel it all over, this hate I address
I feel and am pissed off about being thrown off
It is really unfair and it won't go away
I can't shake it, run or push it away
I feel angry and I know it ain't dandy
I feel angry, am seething inside my cage
I let it all go, my blame and my rage
It's ok to be angry, It's ok to feel pain
It's ok to be wrong, It's ok to take blame
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
It's ok, this feeling that's deep down inside
It's my anger that's reaching inside of my life
I feel cheated, abandoned, circling unlanded
I am fine in here, but not with her
It's my anger prickling like an angry cur
I feel disjointed, unloved from below to above
It's alright to be angry, I duly confess
I feel it all over, this hate I address
I feel and am pissed off about being thrown off
It is really unfair and it won't go away
I can't shake it, run or push it away
I feel angry and I know it ain't dandy
I feel angry, am seething inside my cage
I let it all go, my blame and my rage
It's ok to be angry, It's ok to feel pain
It's ok to be wrong, It's ok to take blame
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Task of the leader
Inspired by Dick Foust and the pain of all that...
Hire people smarter than you are
Find out your talents inside
Loving makes you look better
Surround yourself with free thinkers
Fear will destroy all you've worked for
Envy will destroy your company
Is it your company or Gods anyway
Encourage employees to exceed you
Don't limit your staffs imagination
Fire all of your "Yes" men
Admit your failures readily
Be a touchable and reachable person
Ask for constructive criticism
And take it like a man
Listen and understand, don't assume
Delegate responsibility don't dump
Don't use people, let them feel useable
Trust and be secure in your work force
You know, it's amazing what
can be accomplished, when you
never worry about who gets the credit
Public Domain
Hire people smarter than you are
Find out your talents inside
Loving makes you look better
Surround yourself with free thinkers
Fear will destroy all you've worked for
Envy will destroy your company
Is it your company or Gods anyway
Encourage employees to exceed you
Don't limit your staffs imagination
Fire all of your "Yes" men
Admit your failures readily
Be a touchable and reachable person
Ask for constructive criticism
And take it like a man
Listen and understand, don't assume
Delegate responsibility don't dump
Don't use people, let them feel useable
Trust and be secure in your work force
You know, it's amazing what
can be accomplished, when you
never worry about who gets the credit
Public Domain
ode to skylight coffeehouse
oh coffeeshop the beautiful
oh coffeeshop the drinks
oh lovely old place
to kick up my feet
if ever the latte
if ever the vibe
i would take up my shelter
and call you my tribe
i love this old place
it's stolen my heart
if ever i left you
i would fall apart
while i type and ponder
of what this all means
i whiff the aroma
of freshly ground beans
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
oh coffeeshop the drinks
oh lovely old place
to kick up my feet
if ever the latte
if ever the vibe
i would take up my shelter
and call you my tribe
i love this old place
it's stolen my heart
if ever i left you
i would fall apart
while i type and ponder
of what this all means
i whiff the aroma
of freshly ground beans
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
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