Wants to rattle your teeth,
split your lip,
swell your nose,
make it bleed.  

Wants to black your eye,
to turn it green
then yellow,
to make it hard to see.  

Wants you plucking gravel and
glass from your knees,
picking scabs,
nursing lumps for weeks.  

Wants to send you home to mama
crying for bags of frozen peas.
It wants to make you beg.
It wants to make you plead.