wedding
in Pittsburgh.
i look at the invitation
and sigh.
dead of winter in Pittsburgh.
who are these people.
do i even
know the groom,
the bride?
can we do a face time
thing,
a skype,
or zoom.
i'm not good with weddings
theirs
or mine. but
i understand their optimism.
love is a potent
elixir.
you never believe that
it will
fade in time,
that you will sober up,
no longer drunk
with that once sweet wine.
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