late for my own wedding again

after a quick

hour

has passed scrolling through

my phone

i realize

that i'm late

for my wedding.

she's going to kill me.

i'm still in

my underwear,

still haven't

showered

or shaved or put my

tuxedo on.

but just one more,

one final

scroll.

and then i'm out the door.

but i still 

haven't decided on

who to vote for.