help wanted

divine grace of
circumstance–
the knife is back
again,
my radio sings to me
drunk, I phone women in distant
places–
I speak, not knowing what I am
saying; I listen, I hear a voice,
but when I put the phone down
it is only a phone
and the walls look at
me.

all these women, holy jesus,
all these women everywhere
some of them are pissing
some of them are plotting
some of them are cooking beans

holy jesus
send me the one who is pissing

I need somebody to pull the
knife out

age 20 to 60
no experience necessary
will
train.