One of my best friends was married to a beautiful girl a couple of months ago and I was inspired to write this poem about their fabulous wedding reception...
- The Shrimp and the Wedding Party -
His were thin and fragile,
those that bore the blood,
such slender salmon-covered fingers,
each fan-tailed soldier of the crustacean army
fell to the insatiable southern seafood appetite
of his digits,
nodding and chewing,
a mouth full of meat and ideas,
reluctant to ever leave that mob of fervent devotees,
each belly among them a capsule,
enclosing the grinded muscle meat of a satisfied shrimp feast,
the wedding party on the groom’s old patio,
tall and skinny
and tipsy,
responsible for the shaking of all those greasy hands,
his own wrists so weak,
I am a stranger in this gathered throng
yet I share in their love,
and I share their shrimp,
away from the obligations of greetings and goodbyes tonight.
8.17.09
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