100 Words to a Noisy You

Man, I want you noisy,
noisy as a room full
of squonking saxophones, noisier than
a bagpipe convention in Glasgow.
I want you to make
some noise for me, because
of me. I want you
pealing and babbling in tongues.
I want to toll you
as I roll you, sound
test you and check your
mic. Baby, I want to
crank it up to 100.
I want us to keep
the cats up all night.
I want your heart on
a Marshall amp. I want
to bear all the Bose
of you down to bone.
Let me hear your love!