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Poetry by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

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DANGERMOUSE



There is a metronome in the next room,
knocking against felled coconuts;

The body has parts like a salvage yard
has parts, like the miniseries hacked up
into televised segments that beg you to
watch the exhibitionist whirl his dervish;

hairy and monstrous, father just home
from the bars…

Let the Dangermouse know;
it is wise to be informed –

strafing metal birds and a cradle robber
recruiter to work the malls; expired
coupons never come to collect,
this sourest of science.

Dentistry calls the canines, Marathon
comes a running, the rolling ecstasies,
the raffish unfallowed.

Destiny, the unopened suitcase.
Diving metal birds, the body in parts –

weeping linen closet, little Dangermouse
knows it’s coming:

cover your eyes mouth toes:
a great biting frost returns to these
wailing unmeasured lands.

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, Borderless Journal, GloMag, Red Fez, and Lothlorien Poetry Journal

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