Today’s Worku lets LOOSE into the room, and the word turns out to have plenty of range: freedom, texture, clothing, spilled coffee, romantic openness, even the condition of a custard. The challenge is that LOOSE often wants to become an idiom—let loose, loose cannon, on the loose—so the craft question becomes whether the familiar phrase can still produce a fresh scene or turn. Diana does that nicely: a string of motherly instructions at scout camp suddenly becomes “Mother! Lemme LOOSE…”, and the poem changes from hygiene checklist to a child’s demand for independence. Elsewhere, coffee escapes, love opens up, custard firms, and a suspiciously elegant stole hangs waiting in a burglar’s path.