one last gathering

we gather around
to all take another kick
at the dead
horse in the room.
not a literal dead horse,
of course.
that would be a cup of crazy.
but the argument
at hand.
it seems to never end.
this sibling disagreement.
passed down through the years
and regenerated
with each new holiday
where we are forced to be
in the same room
together.
we need one last gathering
to get past this.
it's coming
soon, i suspect,
then we can all rest
and move on.