June 15, 2000

Dedicated to J. I have no desire to play with fire. I burnt my feet and I shall suffer this defeat. But I cannot raise my face for all my internal disgrace bears down on me. My soul is heavy with pain, whilst I try to erase the stain of tainted love. All I hear is the howling of ghosts from the past. I shrivel inside this so called shell, feeling fucking wretched as hell! Leigh (june 2000)