my sister's wedding

was such a blissful day.
no wonder, for all of us
have been trying hard to make it so.

her friends gave her a little coke
and lots of methylenedioxymethamphetamine,
and mother sacrificed all of her prozac, lithium salt,
and imipramine of benzodiazepine class.
father made her abortion, then reconstructed her hymen,
and performed successful clitoridectomy
and tumescent liposuction.
granny hugged her and injected a pint of norethisterone acetate.
grandpa wisely shrinked her schizoaffective disorder,
anxiety, bulimia, astasia-abasia, logoclonia,
narcolepcy, and alcohol dependance.
brother murdered the groom.
aunts and uncles brought silver spoons.

now she's gone to her honeymoon
to watch the razor blades
extracted from virgin thai pussies.

and i am happily thinking:
marriage is most certainly always
made in heaven