Tuesday, March 12, 2019

Hungry for Mexican. by Ryan Quinn Flanagan


Do not go to prison.
Everyone goes to prison.

Do not find the madhouse
like a lost Easter egg
thirty years after the fact,
madness is the new enchilada
if you are hungry
for Mexican.

Do not be gay because it is trendy
or straight because it
is expected.

Do not sit in bars
paying top dollar for depression
when you can buy in bulk
and sit in the dark
at home.

Listening to all the tear jerkers
you want to
or nothing at all.

Any man who can drink in complete silence
night after night
for years  
is a true Spartan
warrior.

Try it some time
if you don’t believe me.

The walls actually close in on you
like a trigger happy swat team
on edge.

Do not publish
what has already been
published.

There is no surprise
in that.

Be unusual.
Come from strange angles.
Make hummingbirds
out of couch cushions
and never look
back.  






Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his wife and many bears that rifle through his garbage.  His work can be found both in print and online in such places as: Evergreen Review, The New York Quarterly, The Rye Whiskey Review, Outlaw Poetry Network, Horror Sleaze Trash, The Dope Fiend Daily and In Between Hangovers.

3 comments:

  1. Thanks for helping me feel comfortable with being me. I know I am unusual aka weird but now I know that just helps keep me interesting. Really enjoyed this write?!😊

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  2. Forgot to identify myself. Janet Robbins aka mickeyfan26@gmail.com

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  3. BRAVO, BROTHER.. LOVE IT..THE DRINKING IN SILENCE MAKING A MAN A SPARTAN REMINDED ME OF.MY GROWING UP WITH A VETERAN DAD

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