Bring you water, wine or cola, place your dogtrack bet or find your wallet, needle, haystack? On my day off scrub your football while you frisbee, polo, breakdance—may I burn the ivory off your ex’s gypsy- red accordion? Then walk your trained rat, pull your bangs back when you vomit? Steal your bike back, do a tick check, if you want me to I’ll turn a new axe handle for you & the roaches! You will never see their footprints in the sugar if you let me do your taxes, toss the bloody handkerchief & move your couch up 13 flights, please?—I would pay to throw magnolias on your threshold every morning in the place where you will never need a meth hit or mink coat because I’ll change the weather to your favorite, may I? Resurrect your father, mother, first pet— I can surgically remove the fishhook from your eyeball if you’ll let me get the bathwater just right & place the valley just below your picture window, may I? Bag the body, fry your scrapple, paint your ceiling, cut your kite down, fill your forms out, wash the powder from your keg & eat your evidence, or lose at cards without your knowing—if you want me to I’ll lick the stamp then take the fall & in the end I’ll forge the name to climb your cross & hang until you recollect me, faint perfume of shame.