Kvetch

             Kvetch
  
             No one in the Kosher Deli
             on 47th Street, noticed the Hell's
             Angel eating Matzo Ball soup, even
             when he called it, “too salty.”
             The cashier counted handfuls of change
             without breaking stride saying, "kvetch,
             kvetch, kvetch" into the phone
             stuffed in the folds between
             his cheeks and his shoulder.