Cutting the Fiber Optic Cables while I Thought of Circumcision by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

They kept coming over even though I did not really know them
and no one liked one another
and there was nothing to say.
They kept inviting themselves in
and clogging my toilet with something ungodly
and drinking all my beer.
And soon there were more of them.
Cutting the fiber optic cables while I thought of circumcision.
Sitting in the dark listening to many buzzing night things
slam into the window screen.

Ryan Quinn Flanagan
Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a happily unmarried proud father of none. His work can be found both in print and online in such joints as Your One Phone Call, Horror Sleaze Trash, and Dead Snakes. He has an affinity for dragonflies, discount tequila, and all things sarcastic.
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