word jam : red wine : 200724

 I remember one time my period spurted unexpectedly , really scarey
Like a tap it was , you could hear it
I was attacked by a harpie
The cut throat world of cyber sex
If youre dying of thirst the water tastes like wine
 
Iim not really a team player
There’s still a bit of skin left
I aint cooking no dinner !
we can still work together as friends ...
I think my best one i didnt actually know who i was doing
I've speculated,  and I never regained my dignity
Mum was the sweetest angel of love and dad had terrible rages , bless him
Politics is not creative
Porn is not the same as cyber sex

I rarely fantasies about my partner
Paradoxically objectification plays a part
a bearded iris dress
There was a black boom
And alot of deafening smoke

There was maternal abuse in my family
I sometimes draw the same person many times
as if you could heal them with paint

K so experiences of violence include being punched in the head by a drug addict , kicked in the stomach , having my finger bitten into until I screamed like an old man , chased by a man with a pane of glass ,

Lots of verbal abuse , stealthing , pushed shoved and sexually assaulted by a large woman in the mental hospital
There's this tension where you wonder what's through the doors

Agents are sent to harass me
the dulcet tones of lilting harmonies
Plenty of camera juice

There’s more than two ways to play with a man
Took me 40 years to think of that
A woman is made of oestrogen
And seems to be fodder

If youre dying of thirst the water tastes like wine