Bloody Women

As a listen tae the rich syllables dripping fae her mooth ma heart beats a little faster. A wish a could jist embrace the impending disaster. As a watch the curl of her lip in pontificating splendour ma blood runs that little bit quicker..A wish a could jist imbibe some mare liquor A feel her bite intae ma bone an unsuspecting marrow her saliva is copiously flowin. If a could jist get tae grips wae this sense a foreboding She engenders hatred an malignancy in ma heed. An invocation tae war not peace. As she endeavours tae render me as inconsequentially benign.