Happy families travel

 The institute of family comes with the necessary activity of travel
the beautiful illusion of escape from the immediate environment
As if you can exit the very reality you've chosen to fill your life with
Into the car with smiles and shrieks and some sort of suitable season

a rare distration
Joy imposed
maps and accomodation
a day in the sun

over one hill into a new small well tapered city
all trim and cropped
show slim body and flop
pool side prim and proper

The path away from home
shameless escape
children's chatter
One family has too much and one too little

They'll pretend to live the same reality
from separate spectrums
shame and righteousness
good fuels for a mediocre journey through life

nonquestioning smiles and nodds
a trip away somewhere where luxury is uniform
excess acceptable, encouraged
behind the classic painting is a landfill of trash the size of a small planet

Yes shame is fuel
righteousness it's competent rival
the weather outside the car window in clouds and blue
sun coming on and off like a kid a at a switch

In a hotel room built over a working class cemetary
room service is a sensation in the lower stomach
phone goes to ear servile stream of sunlight chatter
a flow of shining water in their voices

The road that got you there rose and fell over hills
snow stuck to the land like babe to tit
like wheel to road
and when the sun did appear....

It just revealed the lack of perfection
That holiday makers either ignored
Or obsessed over like senile busybodies
heating up nursing homes with unlived rage