They are not in any way satires about the paradoxical nature of Kōans themselves. Neither are they attempts to highlight the absurdity of postmodern poetry. Rather they are my attempt to highlight the inability of words to convey the Truth.
That there is some method behind their madness may not be evident. But there is.
Postmodern Kōan 1: Banana me an apricot beyond the Appaloosa shore and what. And would you weather-proof your ghost machine as well?
~Peace to All and One,
Son Rivers
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