my friend marie
wants to get
married. again.
those twenty three
loveless years
with her husband
and traumatic end
has put her in
a romantic mood.
or so it seems.
let's do it
again she says.
let's walk on
fire, let's dive
into the deep
end without
so much as testing
the depth, the
rocks below,
the temperature,
the sharks that
circle with those
dull grey fins.
i know i can make
it work this time
she sings. i
have the dress,
we just need a
place and a cake.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
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