On My Mind, Off My Rocker
 

 
Note to self: under no circumstance make reference to the title of this blog as a witty way to win their affection.
Fuck them.
 
 
   
 
Thursday, July 11, 2002
 
life begins at orgasm
 
poor sinners suck dick
 
gain seductive charm
practicing on others equally
charmed, but
not yet
seduced.
 
who makes you buckle?
 
i think of endings and then of nothings and then of ending the nothings then doing something ending

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
 Prayers for the Newtdly Converted #001 Ver.A

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.

Saturday, May 11, 2002
 
Just finished work at Crunch, Kip's Bay. Rob is concerned about my home life and has handed me some pamphlets offering counseling services available under the company health plan. I had to lie to him and told him that the mark on my face was from this wild orgy we hosted where I was tied up and had experimental cosmetics applied to my face.

He is ordering two cases of blush.
 
My anniversary card last year was a simple "8" finger-painted on a card with the words "is not Enough!" written on the inside.
This year, I'm going to carve out of chocalate an "8" and say
the words
"Is not enough?"

I promised him venom
poured right in his ear
as he plowed the tired fields
that just then passed for my rear.

He's a dick.
He went to see "Spidernan" without me
after we promised each other we'd see it together
his response was
I felt like it.

Don't compliment yourself just
because your ingorant of your
greed but then think that it's neat.

A dick only goes so far,
then it's up to the eggs
to play coy and fertile
while all the sperm rush in to
rape her.

Only one will get in like the lottery
will win
and turn into something
not dried on my skin.

Unless we're talking about me.

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Okay, I wrote this one yesterday.......


NASCARGRAIV
-----------------------

My life desires to replicate
that of Mark (Ricky) Martin
driver of Viagra-endorsed
666 numbered
bloated bullet

thilling at the speed
anticipating that next crash safe
in the knowledge that all
the important things inside
are shielded from harm

surprised at the degree
to which I'll go to
give you a peek
and get me a poke.


I must do a statistical analysis of the my phone bill to determine who eats up the most minutes. I should also do a statistical analysis of my web connections to see who eats up the most minutes. I should then do a study of the correlation between the two based on time and then provide candid information on which minute was lost when the two overlap.

 
Well, a shitload of fun I'm having
or so it would appear
but the bathroom is clean
and the shitload downstairs.

Did I say that?

No, but I did think it.

Is there a difference?

Are my eyes fried or what?

Yes, but I'm peeking.

this exctacy I'm taking costs
not more than lube
and a good "GJK" porno
right on my tube.

The camera is watching
I'm paid by the view
by the new and the few who
can buy better views.

I'm the best view in town
if we're talking about soaps
unless they're soaps from the
gym where The Penis Gallery
mopes.

Normand has the hots for Vinnie.

I think Vinnie is a slut.

Two sluts are a show
i say just as I blow,
then wash my hands quickly
and say you must go.

I came by myself
a go it alone
we live in glass houses
yet think we're in stone
hedge.

 
Well, the shiner is from the star falling off the christmas tree
where i put it last Night after I fell
off my rocker.
"I'm Grandpa you fool,
Yes it's Rockie II
and you're my Adrian
I give you HIV
from sharing
needles."



We shouldn't knit.

 
he can go to hell
won't need any booty socks to
to do his booty socks
but his Brooks Brothers
would be just dandy,.


He's a "passion fancy."

yes, it's my property, so get in line.
 
I need him like the water needs something
solid to show who the fuck is boss
as well as to contain itself.
 
He counts the sneezes
and holds me hostage
until just one
more.
 
My Handspring Is Dead
----------------------------------
Killed at the hands of a Blackberry
It's non-comaptible applications thinking
they're slick-shit when really
they're diahrea.

---If that's Karin calling me----no, it's "unavailable" which means, "so am i"

but it rolls over to my cell phone where they can eat my minutes
so it change the mobile message to not include a number so that
the damned baron-bankers won't know they've been switched!

I just don't answer my cell as much anymore.

 
Is this thing working today?

Thursday, May 09, 2002
 
Okay. What I really wanted to say was: This is how cool the interenet is. I know my goddamned jesus normand is a skank-ass hoe who won't step up when it's his turn to father the child, you know what I mean? So I figured, instead of getting lacerations or palpitations or glycnoerobobobulations, I would send my pent-up energies to God, i.e. the internet, i.e. me.

Send me some bucks before I started a goddamned line to keep you fat, ugly, fucks--delete-before-viewing-by-viewer-- in some order.

Now thats a FACT!

Greg Kanczes
521 West 47th Street, Suite 4A
New York, NY 10036
(212) 957-8631 (though damned if I'll answer the fucking creditors think they're so slick. ****publsSH~**
All monies sent to
 
And now to get the dog(s).
 
about a hill of beans in a vegetarian valley.
 
What am I up to?
 
(sometimes nothing is some space)
 
 
 
I could have blaah-blah-blaaah-bla-bbblaaaa....
 
I could have blogged *all* night.
 
I could have blogged all night.

 

 
   
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