ohio is for lovers

february something  
not that the date matters  
a bouquet of flowers to block the peep hole  
one last vein to poke  
a subtle rap at the door  
not the obnoxious police like pounding  
   
i hear the release of the deadbolt    
yet the chain is still attached  
the door creases that two to three inches  
to peep this late night caller  
all i need  
   
i put my size 10  
to the opposite side of the hinges  
with all 210 lbs of white trash  
 hopeless romantic behind it  
   
she catches the inner frame directly to the temple  
i enter to find her unconscious  
   
for some reason  
i'm remembering how we used to play the license plate game  
and how she was always the prettiest when she was sleeping
or crying  
   
this gives me a bit of time to pop a 100 milli viagra  
snort a couple of roxies  
and put a lil twisted sister on  
yeh we're not gonna take it!  
   
i pick her up and sling that 110 lbs of delirious weight  
across the kitchen table  
bending her over the head table place mat  
facing the sliding glass doors  
where we both can see our already distorted reflections  
rip down those skinny jeans  
no need to remove underwear    
she never wore any  
fucking whore  
   
i enter that virgin asshole  
and hate fuck her    
until the bloody thrashing  
has her regaining consciousness  
and she can see who's finally bringing her home
  
after about 45 minutes or so  
i finish  
the opiates always make me last longer
a good fuck yeaaaaaaah
signifies  i have released those demons
deep into her tainted womb
i douse her with bleach  
and turn that pretty lil head 240 degrees to the left  
   
i told you baby  
break my heart  
i'll break your neck