The To-Be-Weds

be it on their way to strike number two, having already “failed,” earning strike number one, the to-be-weds defend their upcoming choice to friends you never cease to bring up all the things that can go wrong that will go wrong & that already are going wrong--- these slight imperfections, these obvious sacrifices being made for the utopia of american cultural convention, which died last century, seems to be a relentless effort for two people to prove to themselves that they have succeeded at something, as if success at anything would provide reason for their own chance occurrence meeting of sperm & egg somewhere along the line of evolution--- this time they swear it will work out this time they swear that they will hardly see each other & that is the key to living together in “holy matrimony,” pretending pretending pretending that their “god” is not dead & if they aren’t that naïve, that the state of which they went to get the job done, is anything less than one big lie, either.