Professional jealousy

No, not again!
You stare from a rear pew
at the popping eyes and facial festoons
of the next to marry your muse:
poet in a black suit doing the polka
with your erstwhile bride;
her train of inspiration sweeps
along the marble aisles.

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These surreal musings inspired by dVerse and GoDogGo were assembled from two other blog posts. I was imagining Paul Éluard as a witness at Salvador Dali’s wedding.