Synthetic Joy

Synthetic joy of wedding halls,

caked bride and groom,

a spewing orchestra,

metallic rings.

Exchanging aqueous looks,

thickset in exudate,

the relatives.

Mother exuding age,

a father pillaged by defeat,

a clutch of wombless matrons.

The light is ashen,

the food partitioned.

Soon, scene of soiled tables.

Soon, the relieved goodbyes.

Soon, the breathless breeding and the crumpled sheets.

The neon lights extinguished by the dawn.