I am the great restaurant mechanic
computing angels
and giving birth to corpses.
I under-wear overstuffed orphans
who listen to me with their fingers
and replicate my uniqueness,
each copy unlike the other
exactly.
Flying through granite,
lead elevates me
to the next dimension,
marking time with butterflies
and jousting tomatoes,
who smile at me
with luminous plates,
expressive as a pea-souper fog
which, as you know
always sometimes fails
successfully to be heard.
I am the great restaurant mechanic –
wear my sausages with pride!
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This week, on dVerse Meeting the Bar, Claudia has asked us to go crazy, throw caution to the winds and connect the unconnectable! Sometimes, making no sense at all makes total, perfect sense.
My offering was written without much concentrated thinking – sometimes I just like to chuck a few words on the screen/page and see what happens.
Please pop over to dVerse to read some excellent poems. Join in – we don’t bite!
Freya Writes... 
hey i would mark time with butterflies….i like how each copy is a little different exactly…ha…contradictions for sure…failing successfully is the key…sausage salute!
I like sausages… you might end up without any fingers! 🙂
smiles… it makes perfect sense to just let go and let the words run wild a bit – esp. after a long day – glad you had some fun freya
I did indeed! I’m glad you enjoyed it:)
Those devious tomatoes.— make ketchup of them if they laugh… not fair.. not fair at all..but as long as you can fly through granite you are fine.
Yes, absolutely fine…
Very unique take – I like: expressive as a pea-souper fog, smiles ~
Thank you, Grace!
lol. I eat sausage just about every day; KUDOS FOR SAUSAGES!
Oh yes, they are the best!
Where I come from a sausage salute was prelude to monkey business; loved the free-wheeling, wheels off, verve of this one. giving birth to death is heavy duty, & happens all too much in have-not third world spheres; necro-birthing, I guess.
Glad you enjoyed the crazy, Glenn!
You’ve defined the absolute creativeness of Flarf poetry.
I love this poem a lot!!! Awesome wild images that you captured. 🙂
p.s I hope you get a kick at my flarf poem as well. Flarf Forever!
Thank you so much, CZ1! 🙂
Just read yours – a monster!
Well done Freya, I think you chucked words very well, I like the way they fell for you.
Thank you! I had great fun with this:)
This is perfectly done according to the stated guidelines. It can really create wonders. And the good thing is that it can go on and on! Great write Freya!
Hank
Thank you! I didn’t really know what I was doing… a happy accident!
“…..replicate my uniqueness,
each copy unlike the other
exactly.”…this is really so interesting….
Thank you 🙂
Freya..what fun to mark time with butterflies…very nice contrasts..:)
Thank you!
You totally aced the prompt! This is fantastic!
Thank you so much!
Love the “always sometimes fails” line. And yes, sometimes not making sense doors make perfect sense.
Thank you, Bryan 🙂