it was okay
to be clumsy with food,
to eat cookies,
or toast in bed.
to bring a sandwich
to the couch
and let the crust fall
to the floor,
with
a piece of Swiss cheese,
or ham
slipping out
of my hand.
Moe
took care of that.
he was a living Hoover,
on the job
24-7,
but wise to the hot peppers
and coffee
grounds.
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