Escape

How unfortunate that I
uncover the conspiracy
brewing behind my back.
How unfortunate.
An encounter with
the sugar rolled monster
equates with a quick escape
to save one from devourment.

Leave, you shall not pass
my secure domain.
I appear before you
in my cellophane suit.
And you try to hide
the knife beneath your robe.
But I know that tactic.
Away with you, mongrel!
You are not my desired dog
fetch your own rations
this evening.
He is waiting.
There is food.
Eat!