“Till Death Do Us Part” by L. K. Thayer

I made it through high school
hanging out in art class
the art teacher’s getting married
so I go to her wedding

I didn’t know weddings made me cry
And I drink too much at the reception
And I can’t stop crying to save my life
cause they all look so happy

I think about the bride and the groom
the life they’ll share together
and I know I’ll never have that
cause somehow I don’t trust it

the ritual of the white dress
the exchanging of the vows
the tossing of the flowers
and the throwing of the rice

the empty cans tied to the bumper
it’s the happily ever after
that spooks me
the keeping of that promise

not to grow apart
till death do us part
how can I chain myself to that
when molecules are changing

and atoms are splitting
and it’s a woman’s right
to change her mind

and men stray

and so do I

and I couldn’t stop crying

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