ever fell out
of my mouth, having sworn
a vow to
God and anyone in earshot
for the last twenty years
that i'd never get married again,
but there i was on one knee,
intoxicated with what i thought
was love, but instead
was a delusionary state of insanity.
i shake my head in dismay
at that day, that moment
with no one there to slap me,
no lightning bolt to shoot
through the window and knock
some sense into me.
having been raised by wolves,
i was without a clue,
without one single iota
of sense in my demented skull.
and dammit to hell if
she didn't say yes.
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