David Kirby
I’m pretty sure you’re crazy about me
but how would I know
when I asked you if you wanted to get married
you said sure
on two conditions which were
that I couldn’t suddenly go all ape-shit Christian on you
and that I couldn’t suddenly decide I was gay
and didn’t like women
I was okay with that
I hadn’t been to church in years and I’ve always been straight
why change now
but have you ever seen that Richard Pryor sketch
where it’s July
and a guy wakes up and glares at his sleeping wife
and starts punching her shoulder
and says
what was that shit you were saying last February
now I wonder what I’ve gotten myself into
my friend Jon was away at college
and his girlfriend Sandy was supposed to come up for homecoming
but they had a big fight
and she said she wasn’t coming
so on the day of the game Jon and his roommate
made margaritas and got stinking drunk
Jon didn’t know that Sandy had changed her mind
and taken the train and then a taxi to his dorm
which had these french windows that looked out on the street
so Jon looks out and sees Sandy stumping up the sidewalk
and shouts Sandy
and falls through one of the french windows
and there’s Sandy with her suitcase in her hand
looking at Jon with a blender full of margaritas in his
lying in a flower bed unconscious
then Jon comes around
what the hell
they married anyway
David Kirby’s latest books are a poetry collection, Help Me, Information, and a textbook modestly entitled The Knowledge: Where Poems Come From and How to Write Them. Kirby is also the author of Little Richard: The Birth of Rock ‘n’ Roll, which the Times Literary Supplement described as “a hymn of praise to the emancipatory power of nonsense.” He is currently on the editorial board of Alice James Books.

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