They didn’t know so many things
then, when they promised
they’d be together forever.
What does forever even mean
in a world where life and death
of all things and all togetherness
follow each other around
like the shadows sowed
onto our heels at night?
Does getting married mean
that two people stop measuring time
and only seek to magnify their best
for each other in each moment
in their thoughts and words and deeds?
Or is marriage simply the greatest act
of faith there is
that—surely—may bind us politically
but more so…
According to them,
it may be worth a try.