Sugar Wars

Sweet potato pie and I,
it seems, do not agree
on how to measure sugar,
by the cup or by degree.

I believe one little pie
at nine is not enough
to keep me buzzed and wide awake,
with drooping eyes
and weary wit,
through silent house
to pace and sit,
and wait for sleep,
and wait some more,
to clean the sink
and mop the floor
until I've burned through every bite,
at half past four.

The pie prevails, I see.