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Do not publish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.