wasn't green.
The cheese was in date
yet had hard flecks
of an unknown origin.
The meat,the meat
was unopened but a week old.
Time for a picnic with what
they found after a hard night
and a long day to get there.
There by the sea under a scudding sky.
Out of season, out of cares.
Three days ahead of alone.
Ask them later, for now
it gets no better.
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