Poem With A Pagoda

This poem, a collaboration with Maureen Seaton, was first published in the online journal coconutpoetry.org. We used several techniques, such as exquisite corpse. Plus we invented our own writing games.

Neil de la Flor & Maureen Seaton

Poem without a Pagoda

Because the solemnity of the occasion broke down into little soldiers, I thought we’d start again with more juice.

But the panini was sliced in half before the oranges were squeezed.

And the gross point shot backwards. (Nothing in the world like a blue-eyed girl make you act so funny, make you spend your money.)

Nothing like ice hockey to make you eat Duncan.

I completely forgot how to bring strength to my numbers or to settle my timbers. Osteo Paratus!

Cerebus omnibus!

Keep your shoulders parallel to the ground. Da do run run. You are the keeper of the mouse—how can you not know what a cat would know,

synthetic fibers connected to his whiskers?