Love begins and ends
in this wedding dress.
I shall wear it
until death proposes.
A crow sings.
The sun lowers her head
upon all that she sees—
and I see you,
a man
I shall kill for—
have killed for.
Sing again,
little songbird.
I look with my ears.
This dress drags like stone.
Still,
I run
No—
I sprint through fields
toward the place
where the sun lays down her head,
waiting,
for me,
or for us.
Forever is only a direction.
I speak of heaven
because this can only be hell,
and I never want to leave.
Father in the trees,
bear witness.
Father in the water,
wash us clean.
My wedding dress
is too white to be seen.
Know me completely
as we say I do,
and do,
and do,
until death
do we depart.
Dustin S. | 