The
Man Who Became a Couch
The man who
became a couch
slid right down
into the fabric,
his skin suit
now upholstered
for the comfort
of others,
his arms turned
to pillows
as his cushion
body softened –
waiting for
somebody to sit
on his face
and not in a
good way
if there is
such
a thing.
Acupuncture
In The Park
Disagreements
being what they are
these days,
a couple
playground kids stumbled upon
some
acupuncture in the park,
more holes than
what was left,
rummaged
pockets turned out
on the
exsanguinated body
just out of
rigor.
The
Belcher
It was a busy
popular restaurant in the old city.
The type of
place with matching tablecloths
and everything.
And the maitre
d’ knew the table for one
would be a
problem when
he seated him.
The man started
belching loudly
and
continuously.
Other
dinner-goers covered their food
or tried to
turn away.
Those waiting
for a seat turned and walked out.
The man kept on
belching.
Hey buddy,
there are people trying to eat here!
Cut it out!
The belcher was
just able to get a few words out
between
belches.
Claimed it was
a medical condition,
that he
couldn’t help it.
No one could be
sure,
not wanting to discriminate.
Everyone was
suing for everything these days.
So the belcher
went on belching.
A man who was
getting ready to propose
put the ring
away in his pocket
for another
night.
But no one got
up and left.
Not at these
prices.
A young child
on a nearby booster seat tried to belch along
and was shushed
by his mother.
The staff asked
if there was anything they could do.
The belcher
waved them off and kept belching.
RYAN QUINN FLANAGAN
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, Our Poetry Archive, Setu, Literary Yard, and The Oklahoma
Review.
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