gives one pause
he drives you crazy
but your job is to be
there for him not when
he isn’t driving you
miss sugar nut but when
he is
often, the world they
know has rearranged
the furniture
he cannot understand
that the room
he is so dead set
against is the same
room all the
outside animals of
predation have
beaten a path to
in the hopes that
he is dumb enough
to unlock that door
and when he does
it is inevitable
your job becomes
this mandate
where you chew
him another door