The Morning After

Unrecognized through bloodshot eyes An unfinished Jig Saw Puzzle Next to a dried up bag of chips And half a beer, he would guzzle His stomach roared discontent But he wasn't wasting that beer He didn't know where he was Or even how to get out of here! What a blast at the club last night The dancing and drinking and such The night was laced with merriment The morning after, not so much With zombie cadence, she appeared A voice screeching like blackboard chalk, Said, "Get dressed to meet my parents!" He said, "Right", not sure he could walk Then, "Wait, why?", came out of his mouth "Because of our marriage!", she said With a frown he asked, "What Marriage?", Then noticed her face turning red In her eyes, he could see murder Time slowed down to a creepy crawl With one hand hitching his britches He made a mad jump for the hall! An ashtray hit the wall and broke Just inches from his throbbing head The crash muted by her curses, Sounding like she wanted him dead! Why did he have to say those words? Behind, he saw her in pursuit He crashed through a door to exit Then realized he'd lost a boot! He jumped in his truck and floored it He could see her in the rear view "Wow", he thought, "That was way too close " "Again, I'm in a ballyhoo!" Another action he'd regret About life decisions he chose What? Is this story about me? Not as far as anyone knows!