at the church
saw same ceremony
but he saw

cream bride gown
full of regret
milk swollen breasts
pressed against
bead lace bodice
full skirt swelled in front

this he saw, not I

the ride there in summer heat
past farmland barren brown
he saw

ragged rib-cage horse
by rough hand hewn
plank fence against
bruise blue sky
mangled brown mane
limp upon its neck

this he saw, not I

car doors open
check for bow bedecked gift
climb in
roll windows down
close my eyes against
sun glazed dash
he did not see
the reason for
my blindness