DON’T DO ALL THOSE PODCASTS!
EVEN IF YOU ARE JUST FILLING IN.
CLICK THAT EMPTY GUN CHAMBER LIKE YOU DO
WHEN YOU TALK TO US.
TELL THEM ABOUT THE MASTER RACE
AND ALL THOSE SEX ROBOTS FROM SUBMISISVE QUEBEC
THAT ALWAYS BREAK DOWN JUST WHEN THE ALAMO
NEEDS THEM MOST.
RUN WITH YOUR CRAZY AS THOUGH THE MANY VOICES
IN YOUR HEAD ARE AN OLYMPIC SPORT.
PISS ON SANTA ANNA’S GRAVE AS THE RIGHTFUL KING OF TEXAS.
LET THE OTHER 49 STATES LINE UP TO WHIP YOU
IN STRAIGHT SUCESSION.
Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a male gigolo for hire. Presently residing along the sunny shores of Guantanamo Bay, Cuba where he spends his days drinking discount Tequila and accusing chemtrails of being "sky farts." His work can be found both in print and online in such joints as: The Rye Whiskey Review, The Dope Fiend Daily, Outlaw Poetry Network, Horror Sleaze Trash, and Under The Bleachers.
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