Two poems by Grant Guy

The Pearly Gates

When you get to Heaven Ha
Don’t expect to see no St. Peter

He ain’t there
He went to the other place
Except there is no other place
Wherever the He is
JC ain’t got a freakin’ clue
His faith was too narrow
Exclusive like a Men’s Club

No When you get to the Pearly Gates Ha
You will see Thomas or Judas smoking dope
They found what was within
Took it for a walk in the sun

Thomas and Judas would tell the dearly departed souls
Go away Don’t ever come back
You saw the Kingdom of Heaven within
You already got it
Ain’t nothin’ for you here
Move along

Then Thomas and Judas laughed at
The paradox of the whole damn lot


I reach out across the seconds and hours to find you
But you are alert as a hawk and stay out of reach
You laugh out loud telling the world of your scorn for me
Your disdain is my tomb of limestone in a dead world

You are that kind of woman

You reach out across the seconds and hours to find me
But I am alert as a hawk and stay out of reach
I am unable to speak words of honesty I don’t believe in
My words are walls I am too afraid to tear it down

I am that kind of man

Maybe we have a standoff
Between the cab driver’s son
And the professor’s daughter

Grant Guy is a Winnipeg, Canada, poet, writer and playwright. Former artistic director of Adhere + Deny. His writings have been published in Canada, the United States, Wales, India and England. He has three books published. He was the 2004 recipient of the MAC’s 2004 Award of Distinction and the 2017 recipient of the WAC’s Making A Difference Award.

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