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broke

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About Me


.the strongest soldiers have held neither guns nor umbrellas.
I'd like an order of fresh air and stars, please. Smog makes me grumpy and there's a lot of smog lately. Anyone who would like to take me for a drive in the country is encouraged to show up at my doorstep. I'll bring some chocolate chips and bannanas.
Communication fascinates me.
Not just talking with boring words,
but actual communication:::
winks, nudges, chomps, and follies.
If I can't misappropriate words to my fancy, then I will usually coin new expressionisms for my own elation and amusement.
please feel free to join in.
like so:
A croad is a crowd of toads and everyone should have one. They sing magnificently.
of course to keep a croad amply fed you'll need a good cry (crowd of flies). I think everyone is in need of a good cry.
Dunjo! is what you would say if you were a ninja and someone poured salmon stew into your bubble bath.
teh is a common symptom of sluggish fingers. I also imagine it to be the sound a butterfly makes when it coughs.
Smop - Don't go near this one. it might bite.
life is too short and too long and I'm just doing my best to enjoy it.
I am trying to face every new situation with humility and compassion.
I am looking you in the eyes when you speak to me
and I'm listening to every word, even the ones you thought you didn't say.
I'm smiling 'cause it's all good.
really.
it's all good.
If the world ends tomorrow
I'm happy to die still wearing my dancing shoes.

My Interests

summer.
typos.
lookin under rocks.
civil disobedience.
design.
bumping into people.
walking really slowly.
surprises.
graffiti.
playing dumb.
rapping in the rain.
dancing on rooftops.
being preposterous.
ambition.

I'd like to meet:



more of these....

Music:

live and loud please.

Movies:

I run the gamut.

Books:

gimme.

Heroes:

dr. suess, ghandi, mom and dad
and this guy..
..
..

My Blog

On Moxy

A boy was once locked in a toy store overnight.Suffice it to say it was his uncle's storeand accidents happen.He was seven years old and as you might imaginethis was a dream come true.He opened every ...
Posted by broke on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 12:16:00 PST

What an age we live in...

A friend of mine just handed off a cd to me the other night.  He's a world-class graffiti writer (I'm not talkin about bisc1, for the record) and I've heard some random albums that he's been on i...
Posted by broke on Wed, 23 May 2007 02:20:00 PST

bewildered (in progress)

I am a man, twenty-something and bewildered.I am on my way to work in one of the two suits I own.I understand ritual and I understand necessity.I am a man, twenty-something and bewildered. I...
Posted by broke on Mon, 21 May 2007 09:38:00 PST

giving you something to think about

    Wondering where and why this is how and what    I'm falling for something I don't understand    and scrapping through dreams     of laug...
Posted by broke on Thu, 19 Apr 2007 09:13:00 PST

One Day

He's not really doing much else.The sky is clouds and gray entropy.A red car swerves into a trashcan.more garbage on the street.The womb was not better than this.Seventeen years of biting his lip.A je...
Posted by broke on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 09:58:00 PST

Baby Brown

her eyes have a resonacethat speaks to your receding hairlineand trendy t-shirt;your bad breah and tooth decay.They reach for youas if through miles of cloudsa familiar tickle a slow warmingLike they...
Posted by broke on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 10:29:00 PST

most the time

In touch with Being(sort of)Out of touch andOut of time, Outof sorts.(Somebody lend me a Sort. please. MyKingdom for a Sort.)I need a refill.25 cents? Whatever you say.25 years gone with a phone call....
Posted by broke on Sat, 31 Mar 2007 10:05:00 PST

Pale relief

Pale relief the sun is a yellow square on my floorand it just seems all wrongas is crosses this landscape of crumpled laundry and carpet From my perch on the frozen mountainof my solitary...
Posted by broke on Thu, 22 Feb 2007 08:32:00 PST

design skillz..

that's right..  i'm gettin my skills up:::: DOMER TSHIRT DESIGN:: BROKEMC STICKER DESIGN:: yeah.  i finally got that pen tool down.  momma's proud....
Posted by broke on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 12:34:00 PST

ephemeral

ARE YOU LIVING THIS LIFE?!He slams his hands against the wallred carnations dripeyes electric andwhirlingtornados of thought tearing each otherapart under eyebrows of silver smokeover a quivering clef...
Posted by broke on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 08:01:00 PST