Even in the wild, the parking lots are full
with patrolmen lurking by, assigning citations to cars
RVs, Trucks, SUVs, Sedans, Convertibles, bikes, baby strollers
hovering by in herds from one marked attraction to the other
“Would you take a picture of us, please?”
“Sure”
Their smiles are on cue, some seem more real and others
are bluntly fake
Then they take back their phone, says thank you,
begin to admire themselves in wilderness
Shuttle buses are enforced to prevent over-parking,
there will be Fifty to Eighty people in line,
waiting, chatting, taking more photos,
and when they get in the bus, they listen attendantly
to the driver’s words, stare into the windows, and
stand up
when the driver tells them there’s some deers on path
At dinner,
Families will sit together and watch Football on
the big TV, drinking soda and stuffing pizza slices to their guts.
The children will run around and yell at each other
The adults will sit down with beer bottles and yell at the kids
The cashiers are either fat, bored, slow in words
or bear a heaviness on their faces,
I did find it difficult to describe them in a few words,
until it came to me:
The entire place
is one big family.
