herded me into a closet
told me I was to change
to my going-away dress
they'd knock
when it was proper time
to be presented as bride
in post-wedding dress.
too obedient I stayed, waited.
no knock. sound dispersed.
when I emerged — no one.
outdoors a few guests remained
- where were you?
- who left with the husband then?
- the best man.
- he'll be back, dear.
this wasn't covered in rehearsal!
forgotten in the day's confusion, — me?
pranked instead of sardine-engined?
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Did anyone ever explain/apologise?
nah, everyone was gone.
and they were of the old life, old city. wouldn't see them again.
no hard feelings at the time. now I look back and see the absurdity of it.
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