whose turn is it to point out that table manners matter
when there’s soup and it ought to be caught up differently
plus the crumbs unstrung from a loaf sliced for nicer fingers to linger over
and now a mask to keep track of each course of course off course for politeness
with an echo mirror of clearer dimensions in sticky tension on the tabletop
I would like to say and I would like to apologize for saying but I stay out of the waymy napkin my fork my words wait their turns
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