Grabbing glasses by the bases
as to not disturb disinfectants
which once coursed over the brims
in a dishwasher ran by disabled.
A group of EMTs gather semi-circular
within the grasping of padded vinyls
as new, pea-green, yet without upkeep
have become yellowed before smoking ban.
Pronouncing orders of tomato-brisked clams
while mouthing teeth around crumbled biscuits
that four managers deemed necessary
be served free to help the business.
Starching scours back of neck-folds
from discount pull-over required to purchase
along with non-skid shoes, black uppers
as seen in safety first-day training manual.
The girls behind the salads
smile at the fumbling fingers
while they whisper about the new guy
who shaved his head the second day.
All this for pleasing hungry patrons
who insist on a greater treatment
than found in mundane cooking
inside the homes that they work for.




