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
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