the previous wedding we’d been to

my friend didn’t even notice I’d turned up

despite me standing right behind her

in a group photo

when i’d tried to say hello

i was ignored

as another friend

edged me aside

to give her congratulations


i thought

at least i’d tried).

at this one

the bride whispered to us

“i wish we did what you guys did”

somewhere in between

the awkward speeches

and the dancefloor

where, sure enough

i saw a broken heel

getting kicked around the floor

sometime after Nutbush City Limits

was over

a light rain fell

while we waited for the cab

coming home

always feels special

after a wedding.