I do
if you’ll tell me
in stories like a mantis
leashed to a bed
where it’s kill
or be killed at home
with a cupboard and knives.
The cupboard kills the knife.
The knife smothers the cupboard.
Once you find the knothole
you keep watching the show
keep going. You know
the killer by being
alive. The winner tells
the story you know that year
by heart when at bedtime
it can’t sleep
can’t part.