Unveiled
Diamond blinds the eye, engaged
Not yet a wife, but the congregation’s anticipation is staged
Never one prone to flight
But Lord only knows if she’s worthy in white, because
The bride glows with a blushing hue
Dances for dollars with garter removed
Throws back a flute of champagne
That’s the organ cue
Matrons lock their knees, sweat pours
A vengeful grin from the mezzanine, branded queen of the whores
The altar holds its breath
Those vows can wait if they bind ’til death, meanwhile
The bride conceals with cheap perfume
Priest checks his watch and eyes the groom
Better late than never
For a fling in the dressing room
Along her train’s trajectory, she took it in the rectory
From the next-best man who proved huge in Japan
Our arrangement entailed she’d be forever unveiled
The pews begin to rise, as to everyone’s surprise, here comes
The bride staggering down the aisle
Lipstick smeared and cheshire-cat smile
The torn dress says she won’t
But she slurs “I do”
The groomsman says she don’t
But he knows I do
Because that’s all she wrote
Those wicked things I do