Puppy Proof

My dog finds the window
in every place we’ve stayed at
since we lost our home
it doesn’t matter if it’s ground floor
or several flights up
day or night, i open the blinds
and, when applicable, the curtains

this latest dwelling
is the biggest apartment we’ve ever lived in
if he doesn’t greet me at the door
i know he’s either trapped on the table
or lost in closet on the second floor
but with only six days left and all of my appointments
i keep forgetting to puppy proof it for him

…and out come the vultures

i dont know how many snakes are in my midst
relying on kindness is alot easier that relying on trust
because you don’t have to wait to see what happens
and I am a shaking, distracted mess

i have to deal with insurance agents
identity theft in the form of old friends
claiming to want to make a direct donation
to my bank–even my wallet was stolen
in the nanosecond i got distracted
oh, and a curmudgeonly professor
is aiming at my scholarship
three months before my graduation

i just lost everything
do they really want to take what’s left?
I guess I’ll find out
right in time for Christmas
how destroyed i really am