True Love Waits

Man, that’s the kinda love I want
Film at Ten, crying shop owners
The local Cletus saying
“I done seen their faces!”
Five state, blazing through Americana
Danger and desperation
Fucking in truck station bathrooms
Mickey and Mallory Knox.

I want the constable to be confounded
Us, Curled up in the backseat
Among stolen wallets
Bad Mother Fucker
Strained country music on the stereo
I want to see our wanted poster in the post office
And hear the Feds are hot on our trail
Honey Bunny and Pumpkin.

I want to wake startled with blue lights in the rearview
The sound of dogs and helicopters
You held tight against me
I want every deputy and sheriff to have to reload
And then resume firing through the rear window
The medical examiner can’t count
How much lead we contain
Bonnie and Clyde.

I want you
To wake up
And I don’t want to
Just watch movies every night
On your couch
I want crime spree love.