saturday, february 7

one of my two best friends from highschool
called this afternoon to say he's getting married
in june and would i be a groomsman

'course i said yes
while failing to register quite as much shock
as i ought to have

maybe i'm getting used to this marriage thing
at least when other people do it
i'll be twenty-three years old in a week

i guess i can stop saying it just seems like
we're too young to be going through
these particular motions.

tags: topics/poem

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