i believe in omens

day trip to a nouveau-riche mountain resort
town in a mini-van full of knives
and flowers
to do the Big Jewish Wedding

already two hours behind
during set-up when our precarious
anglo-saxon khuppa trembled like a house
of dominoes

one spport at a time

and crashed down
like the sky in an aneurysm of tulle
and exploding cages and hydrangea
heads like birds whose wings have broken
in their fierce flight toward solitude

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