I Want A Love

I Want A Love


I want love to thrash me round
Have at me and
Beat me sound-ly.

I want a love that’ll overwhelm me,
I want a love that’ll downright scare the hell from me.
I want a love, I want a love,
I want a love that’s alien,
I want a love that makes me say ‘Dankeschoen’ ,
Then ties me up and makes my head spin.
I want a love beyond all what I’ve seen,
As freaky as it’s keen, superlatively more than I can believe;
That’s the kind of love I wanna receive.

I just want to feel alive,
Cereal killin’ is some sort of crime,
But I’d still like to eat breakfast with you,
Sometime.

I wanna love that’s hot
Just like the sun in summertime,
That makes me drunk like the cheapest wine
And pours me out in the sink when I get sick;
Being without you is a real wet drip.
A love that’s precious, a love so sweet,
Love with mandibles that rip into your heart
And chew it up like meat;
That’s the kind of love for me!

I don’t want no love that holds hands,
Makes kissy-faces and sends mushy cards;
I want a love that gives blood,
Fights wars and plays fast guitars.

I want love to whip me silly,
To be more ripped jeans and combat boots
Than things that are pink and frilly.

I want love to thrash me round
Have at me and
Beat me sound-ly.
I want love to box my face,
Give me a frightful chase
And make my heart race,
Then rip it out and spit on it
And put it back with tenderness that knows no bounds,
Licks my face just like a hound.

I want love to kick my junk,
Rub me with an enraged skunk,
Lick me clean ‘til I don’t stunk,
Make me feel like a hunk
Of meat that’s sweet between your teeth,
A love that’s a cross between Billy Idol and Yasmine Bleeth.

I want a love that takes no prisoners,
Takes no shit,
If you slap it on the ass you might get kissed or you might get hit.
I wanna love that has attitude,
That’s knows who it is and won’t change anyways,
I want a love that says screw you
But only to the people it really cares about,
Can all my homeys give me a shout?
Put down the cell-phone, that ain’t what this is about.

I want a love that if it was chocolate,
You wouldn’t get no slivers or wafers
But an enormous chunk,
I want a love of fat lips and bold speech,
Of tomatoes thrown and drunken bleach,
I want a heart that makes you want to stay and bunk
Down for the night, every night;
I wanna love that’s punk.



March 26th, 2012