Shotgun Wedding

Not one of my favorites I have written and including it only for a completionist bent and to show how I have improved as a writer ( at least I hope so anyway)

Shotgun Wedding 

Remington pointed at my back 

as the funeral dirge begins 

the long cold metal barrel 

is pressed up against my skin 

Sweat is running from my brow 

as I glance over to my bride 

she doesn’t look as embarrassed 

while I’m pleading for my life 

Her family sits on one side 

and mine shake their heads in shame 

but this is the only way that I can think of 

I can escape unscathed 

It’s only till death do us part 

and I’m not in any mood to die 

so I clench my sweaty hands 

as I gaze into her tearing eyes 

A litany of vows 

then we’ll all get liquored up 

the two of us will leave for Texarkana 

in my beat up Chevy truck 

Her pop looks like Grizzly Adams 

jacked sky high on PCP 

this has got to be the strangest wedding 

this town has ever seen 

The preacher says take your places 

and gulps his 2nd Mason jar of booze 

as all her relatives spit their dip 

in my direction aiming for my shoes 

The women group together 

to stir up the sawdust on the floor 

her mom screams he’s the devil 

cursin' the day that I was ever born 

The grandfolks chew their hayseeds 

and mumble under their breath 

how I’m a white trash scumbag 

who needs to be put to death 

Hungover with deep depression 

is how I’ll spend my life 

cause I’ll lose it in a flash 

if I ever try to leave my newfound wife 

Some folks may think it’s crazy 

but it’s just the way it’s gotta be 

I’ve done my crime now 

I’ll be forced to suffer for eternity