On My Mind, Off My Rocker
 

 
Note to self: under no circumstance make reference to the title of this blog as means of introduction.
 
 
   
 
Thursday, June 27, 2002
 
Should I fold the laundry,
or do my taxes?
i'm really torn.
doing neither -- relaxes.



 
to become a hoe
sell your sou

to become a man
get a tan

to become a hero
don't be zero

to become a god
is not a good idea

Sunday, June 23, 2002
 
our mayor
who art in office
hollowed be thy fame

thy wisdom none
thy will also none
on earth as it on
Seventh.

pay us this day
our freedom we dread;
and give us four our guest passes,
as we give for the chest who
passes against us;

lead us hot into temptation,
and deliver us from junk-email.

-A Man.
 
My thoughts crystallize
along with my breath
in my attempt to delay
the heel-crunch of death

morbid thoughts i think
i thunk and then write
a bid on this currency
don't now let's fight

grimmer and grimmer
and higher and higher
in spite of myself
that start of a fire

i'm flint and you're
stone
we make a cartoon
that's oh so funny
but only at noon

ha he la!



 
light dims
even greg runs out of things to say
but not in ways in which to say
it or them.
"It, or them!"

I sicken myself.
 
i want a new drug
and know it's not love
that costs too much

for even pfizer to produce.
 
this stuff is propane
insane
profane
inane
an e
in
a

p s
 
i find myself
lost
sometimes
but how could it be otherwise?
 
I'm too full of myself.
Will you please eat me?

"you know what you're saying..."
yes, but in what language?


a1alphadog is a slut and whore. he's a crack-head and a butt-head but not both at the same time. he's a big ass because he is what he eats. a charmer, a snake, and the unseen rake. a liar a sinner and he won't drink the thinner.

he makes me sick
and not the good kind
where you throw-up
quickly and feel well enough to clean your
hair.


i wish him all the best
in is future endeavors
he's really good
at pulling the levers

like bush.

love,
greg
20020615:0250 NYC
 
(repeating myself here, probably)

The call is accidentally disconnected. Did I do it? Do I care?

Who waits longer? and who not at all?

these questions don't fill my head
as much as they
feel my head
and
sometimes
give it a slap.
 
if i was a good boy
and by good i mean good
what would i do
and in what neighborhood

i'd jerk off and then
maybe count twice to ten
surpassing all of my loves
by more than eleven

get the point
or got it
the choice isn't yours
when unkempt and raving
stand on all fours.

rate this or fuck me.

Thursday, June 13, 2002
 
Everyone has a crazy ex-boyfriend. Why shouldn't he?
He does.

Wednesday, June 05, 2002
 
hey

Monday, June 03, 2002
 
an unstoppable forces meeting
an unmovable object

becomes an eternally expanding
universe

-ill conscience

Sunday, June 02, 2002
 
 
Jesus, Allah, and Buddha are in a bar...
Jesus turns the wine into water
Allah and Buddha are not pleased
but permit Jesus his fun
and plan to gang-bang him
sober.

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you know who you are.
 
I have a voice that only
a mother could love
slightly.

Rich people think a lot about money;
poor people feel it.

If I had a dime for every time
that I wish I said I had a dime
I'd have one dime.

You do the math in your head
when that's all you have
and you need some bread
so you give some head
on nothing you tread
and then roll over and go to bed.

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I once fell in love.
It was a trip
but no skip in the park
I bark
for I am Pharaoh.

Bone, please. I don't mind waiting here a long time.
...
.
...cat....

i can out wait that fucker because
i can't tell time

and it can't tell me if
it can't tell me

so I am in bliss
while I wait
to be told
nothing

it's something.

there's something
there's something
there's something
there's some
i am sitting.

head on paws
clenched

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Saturday, June 01, 2002
 
Blogger Pro™ - Power Push-Button Publishing how low must one go in order to get high?
 
People fall in love
People fall out of love
what's on TV?

 
Hey, how can I have any pudding if I don't eat my meat? And why is this damn thing not publishing via email?

Answers unnecessary -- thanks for thinking, though.

 

 
   
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