picnics

you have relatives
who don't
like you and the feeling
is mutual.
you don't quite
understand why
it's this way, but
it is. it's seasonal
for the most part,
picnics seem to be
easier. passing
the potato salad
out in the sun
with the wind blowing
when you can
hardly hear what
anyone is really
saying and you
have a common
interest in keeping
the ants away.