A screech of the duct-tape gun
pulled across another seam,
another cardboard box,
labels written in Sharpie fumes,
kitchen, living room, bathroom.
Grunts of moving men
lifting weighty things,
dressers, china cabinets, kitchen-tables
flying
on the clouds of muscle-men.
Electronic cables tangled,
silver and black rat-kings with
multiple plugs and plug-ins,
frustration mounting till eventuality,
shoving and slamming cable pile into box,
sharpie-fumed label -
miscellaneous electronics.
Lunch break salvation,
pizza angels with chicken breasts and wings,
choirs of Coke fizz mixed
by hungry producers of strength.
Sighs as the lunch-break ends,
the sofa won't move itself
(we begged and it laughed),
boxes carried up and down flights,
stair-way landings become
international ports of call.
Final joy,
everything is good and gone,
congratulatory smoke break,
all's well that ends well,
until you forget a shelf
for the unit.
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