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January 23, 2023

Last Night I Dreamt Giraffes Back into the Wild

By Ryan Quinn Flanagan

Last Night I Dreamt Giraffes Back into the Wild

Any man who can't save himself
can certainly promise to save others,
there is a colostomy bag full of
those charlatans who all agree on
the saving part, though their methods
vary greatly

and last night I dreamt giraffes
back into the wild;
when you run a stick of deodorant
under your arms doesn't it feel
like cheating? I always think of cheaters
in lifts trying to be a little less themselves
and a little more giraffe

that sudden guillotine way angry drunks always fall over
before ever getting tipsy, you only get the endgame
which doesn't make for much of a movie;
I don't need a gunfight so much as the guns,
guns in numbers like migrating geese
too hot and busy for ill-fitting holsters,
who wants to be held up anyways?
There are cranes all over this city
doing that.

Just give me the guns
and enough hands to hold you.

Article © Ryan Quinn Flanagan. All rights reserved.
Published on 2019-01-28
Image(s) are public domain.
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