The Wedding: The Divorce

the feet and legs of a bride and her parents walking a natural aisle

The Wedding: Dress Up

You said “oh kid”

as if I was dying

I expected as much but wanted celebration

I wanted that from you?

but I didn’t want money and all of the

D R E S S E S

“we’ll be here” for all of the times

the inevitable shit hits the fan, in the transition

to the more dangerous sin of acting

what you believe

I wanted faith, but not the kind that I don’t have, just faith

the kind that you don’t have

you/I wanted celebration of acting

something else. you wanted a transition you missed. all

I couldn’t give you

can’t give you. My shame that I don’t feel that keeps me feeling to you

as if I am dying.

 
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