beware of whistlers

when i hear a woman

whistling,

not alone, but with

me in the room

or car,

the hair on back of my neck

stands up.

they don't just chirp out

a few bars,

no,

they whistle an entire

score to 

the west side story,

or phantom of the opera,

or oklahoma.

it's scary.

dentists like to whistle.

grave diggers.

people in solitary confinement

doing life,

like to whistle.

i pull out my DSM, and sure

enough,

it's a sign of a giant

cup of crazy.