I’d been left at the altar

Shouldn’t it be a chuppa?

 Banging in the balcony

Shouting stop! stop! Stop

Take a deep breath-wiped out

Why wasn’t I crying?

Running down the aisle

With a too tight dress

Trailing on the floor.

Who were these smiling faces?

Happiness got shut down.

My ferociousness permeated

Through the church

I belched

Could feel the infantile anger

Rise in my throat.  

Outside, I was calm.

I was home free

I wasn’t left alone.