You were baking a magnificent cake
3 tiers of white buttercream
Enough to share with all our friends
You said all you needed was a little more sugar
You went to the neighbors to borrow a cup
And did not come back for 3 days
When you finally crawled into bed
You slept thru Thanksgiving
All winter you ran next door
For sugar, you said
For us, you said
That magnificent cake, you said, just needed a little more sugar
It would all be so perfect if I would just trust you
If I would stop asking so many fucking questions
All your sweetness traded for sugar
When you tried to trade my sweetness too
I changed the locks
You moved into the apartment next door
Promised her our cake
Now the neighbor pours sugar into the bottomless cup where
Your nose used to be.