he can walk
written by: Grant Guy
in the middle of the night
between truck stops
& 3:00 am waitresses
unimaginable monsters await at underpasses
aliens from outer space hover beyond
to levitate me into their flying saucer
& just ahead jesus is thumbing a ride
he could keep me company
maybe share the driving.
we could talk about our favorite wines
wedding parties & parents
o christ
he is wearing a baseball cap
ah fuck it
he can walk
Grant Guy is a Winnipeg, Canada theatremaker, visual poet/poet. He has 5 previously published books, he only recommends 3 of the 5: BUS STOP BUS STOP, The Truth And Lies of Calamity Jane and Open Fragments. His poems have been published in hardcopy and online internationally. He is the recipient of the Manitoba Arts Council's Award of Distinction and the Winnipeg Arts Council's Making A Difference Reward. His visual poetry has been included in group shows in New York, Dayton, France, Spain, Italy and Brazil.
Latest posts by Grant Guy (see all)
- Flat Earth’s Edge - April 30, 2025
- Nothing - May 8, 2024
- A Poem For Our Times - November 27, 2023
