A Story About A Wedding And My Friend And Poverty And Joblessness Poem by RIC BASTASA

i met an old classmate
today
at the wedding of
a newly appointed high school teacher

my ex-classmate is jobless and his wife
looks like
an old sickly monkey with less hair on her head

(forgive me but that is
the only possible
adjective that
i can give)

he is fat and feels like
a louse

(i am sorry
i am intruding into his
own feelings)

he does not like me
his eyes are shouting at me

possibly because we look the same
possibly because we too
feel the same
possibly because our wives look
like twins
possibly because the weather is bad
and people do not mind us
because everyone is hungry and
there is nothing much to eat