Dying/broken/forgiven.... now I begin

Born: 17-06-56....gemini.... monkey
re-born: 3-09-80
born again\found: 14-04-08
other notable dates: 10-03-68; 03-09-87; 23-03-96;
1-05-98; 31-01-02; 5-04-04

Interests: movement, stressed/transgressive embodiment, lived experience (body\space\time\relation)
expression ( word, dance, text, image, story, music, poetics)
learning, yielding......

Hopes for the blog:
offer up the wild intersectedness of lived experience and engage others in creative, expressive, perhaps irreverant, hopefully playful, and respectful encounters....
enact kindness
create moments of pause for disclosure, discovery, stillness

Monday, February 13, 2012

Go ahead.... make my day

Not to glorify Clint or Chrysler, but "the commercial" triggered such a shitstorm  of absurdity that I decided to play around with some intriguing juxtaposed one syllable words.

Clint does the squint
makes a mint
with a hint
says he di'n't
but his stint
winter sprint
still got print
since its glint
had the tint
of flint... 

what's next? a splint?


  1. iwench, I am devastated by your remarks...devastated, I tell you. Besides, I am difficult to ignore.

  2. Clint needs a splint
    to maintain the squint
    with old bones so badly bent
    he takes odd jobs
    to pay the rent

  3. jadedj-- hah!! good one. and, yes, impossible to ignore :)
    intelliwench--well, thanks for the compliment and the nice sidebar comments to the erstwhile devastated one.
    Mr.C. -- thanks for this deftly done last stanza