Monday, April 4, 2011

Colorful Atmosphere

The meaning of flarf is obscure.

I don’t know what it means for sure.

It isn’t exactly nonsense

which is probably its essence.

Flarf is the kind of thing i mean

when i say, “Saturday is green.”

Avant garde poets seem to say

ridiculous things anyway.

So, if you would like to pretend

you are a real poet, my friend;

you must be oxymoronic

and express hate as platonic

and say, like i’m doing here,

“to color the day of the year.”


Walt Abbott–4-4-2011


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