Angel of Grenades

 

By David Groulx

I had a lover once
she slept in the backseat of my
car
while I drove around the city
looking for someone I could never find
she carried hand grenades in her pocket
Just in case she said

The truth is I wanted her the fuck out of my car
I couldn’t follow her dreams
There was too much mileage on them anyways
but she had those fuckin hand grenades
and she knew where all the bootleggers lived
and kept me from my illusions
 
 
 
 
David Groulx‘s next book, From Turtle Island to Gaza is coming out this Spring with Athabasca University Press.